Yeah, that's the ticket!

Mitch has caught the spirit and added a lot of Carter comments — including many on older posts.

You may have to scroll down a few pages to see them all.

Feel free to do the same and add your contributions. — Scott

Cereal killer

• "You know, Mom, this would be so much easier to eat if you'd simply put them in a bowl for me instead of spreading my snacks all out on the floor."
• "This one has a feel and a taste of processed oats. The one before — of spider."
• "How am I going to learn my ABCs if all you give me are A's?"
• "Look, silly Rabbit ... " (from Mitch)
• "Always spillin' my Lucky Charms." (from Mitch)
• "It's best to keep Fruit Loops with 2-cans." (from Mitch)
• "**Kack**ack**spit** — LINT BALL." (from Mitch)
• "Forty-two ... forty-three ... forfee-fo ... forfee-five ... m-mpf ... m-m-mpf ..." (from Mitch)

'Squeeze' play

• "Need . . . air . . . now . . . *GASP*!"
• Uncle Braden, my name is CARTER, not CHARMIN."
• "And I will hug him ... and I will squeeze him ... and I will call him GEORGE ... um, no ... uh ... CARTER." (from Mitch)
• and I will hug him...and I will squeeze him...and I will call him GEORGE...um...no...uh...CARTER

Bath time

• "Ummm, still awkward — even after nine months of existence. Yes, I know I came into this world naked, but it doesn't mean you need to keep photographing me that way!"
• "You know, it's not much of a bath when the water level is less than two inches deep. I mean, the result is I end up with a wrinkly rear end, but the top half of me is FREEZING!"
• "Sorry to embarrass all you guys out there with this manly, muscular, buffed physique."
• "Um ... Mom ... I think I just pooped a red washcloth. I don't even remember chewing on one, let alone eating one." (from Mitch)

Auto-matic responses

• "This is a car seat, isn't it? So ... hello! ... where's the car?"
• "Mom, I'm not even crawling yet, so there's no need to 'strap me in' when you sit me down for time out."
• "I not only hid the car keys ... I also hid the car."
• Hey, cutie up there in your mother's arms . . . yeah, it's me down here . . . " (from Mitch)

A sharp-dressed little man

• "You think I'm smiling now wearing this shirt, you should see how wide my grin would be if Grandma put me in an Armani!"
• "Thanks, Grandma, I needed a break after a week wearing the Nets gear."
• "OK, Grandma, it's a deal — every day I wear this shirt, you give me a dollar ... or maybe a bowl of strained peas."

Pucker up

• "Uh-oh. Whenever I hear my Mom use my full name, I know I'm in trouble. She must have found the TV remote that I left in the toilet."
• "Yeah, I can whistle — but it's at a frequency that only dogs can hear."
• "Hey, Dad, I'm just practicing blowing out my candle on my first birthday cake?"
• "Oooooo, baby, I AM HOT! Check me out, girls!" (from Mitch)

B.Y. and me

• "Dad's always talking about how BYU is loaded with babes, but - dang - all I see are college students. Not one stroller in sight!"
• "Come on, Mom, why won't you let me splash in the Talmadge Building pool?"
• "You'd think they'd have replica Jimmer Fredette jerseys in child's extra small, wouldn't you?"
• "All I heard was someone say 'American Heritage 100' and suddenly I got this queasy feeling in my stomach."
• "I miss the Nets ... just teasing, not really. Now, some juice — that's something I could go for."

Beach w-a-a-a-a-mbulance

• "That's three times you've let the ice cream guy go by without me something!"
• "I'll tell you what's wrong - these aren't authentic Oakleys!"
• "How are the babes on the beach gonna tell when I'm winking at them if I'm having to wear these dark shades?"
• (I think this is a rap from Mitch:)

"Hey, mama, don't you treat me wrong

Come and love your Carter all day long

All right now, hey, hey, all right

... Tell me what'd I say right now.

Peace-out."

Pail face

• "Hey, I could really use something this size when I'm trying to eat my meals."
• "Yeah, I can play with this for a while, but I'd really rather have a metal detector . . . or maybe a four-wheeler."
• "Guess what is currently holding more sand — the pail or me britches." (from Mitch)