At lunch, I was sweating over a pot of beans and weinies when I heard the boys in my bathroom. I sent Hannah in to check on them and her "Mooooommm!!!" let me know I was in for a surprise. This is what was up:
While I was emptying the sink of bubbles, Tian ran into the kitchen, grabbed my quickly-neglected-because-I-ran-to-the-bathroom open can of beans and proceeded to cut his finger nice and deep. He didn't cry one bit. He simply came into the bathroom (where I was still cleaning up) and signed/said, "Please, bandaid, hurt."
One more cute, but not ornerey Tian story: Yesterday, we went to tour the RV we will be driving to Louisville. After looking at two RVs, we headed to the grocery store. On the way there, Tian began crying as if he was hurt. He was fussing, not telling me what was wrong. After my prodding, he finally signed "CAMP. TRUCK. MONSTER!" I thought he was signing "HURT" incorrectly (looking like "camp"), but Hannah corrected me. He was (obviously) saying he wanted to go back to the RV (monster truck) and go camping! Silly and smart! I guess any super-large vehicle is now a monster truck in his eyes.
If you didn't see this on facebook, then here's a quick video of Tian saying his new favorite phrase: