Pete and Repeat

Pete and Repeat were on a boat, Pete jumps out, who is left on the boat?

A story directly from our babysitter:

I wanted to tell you what M said to me last night. I been chuckling all day. It was right before you came home. C and I were chattering on about silly things. M was trying to concentrate on her coloring and I sense she was feeling cranky and tired. She said to me, "C [the babysitter], I don't want to hear another word out of you!" I can't imagine here she's heard that before. I didn't say anything to her. C and I continue to play. She's such a little smarty pants. She even printed out my name. She was a bit stumped on the 'U'.

Thanks for the great story, C!

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Chalk Monster

Watch out - the dreaded chalk monster is on the loose, and he's out to get you!  He'll sit on you with his chalky butt, or worse, he'll take out your leg with a chalk bucket swing!  Beware!

Fun with chalk on the front steps this morning:

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Language Aquisition

C has mastered another very important word.  He uses it often, he uses it loudly.  He knows exactly what it means.

"MINE!"

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Theory and Logic

We have had some very strong almost-daily thunderstorms over the last three weeks.  M's fear of storms is not extreme, but it's enough for her to come into bed with us when she is awoken by the thunder and lightening.  She doesn't cry, just quickly and quietly runs to our bedside and asks Daddy to hoist her up.

Last week we had a particularly intense storm, during which M wound up in our bed at about 2am.

The following morning we were chatting and she said:

"The thunder woke me up, but when I came into Daddy's room the storm followed me!"

Later that day we were chatting about the storm again and she elaborated:

"I think the storm went over to Bonnie's house now"  (Our next door neighbor).

Interesting.

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Butter Lovers

We purchase a share with Prairieland CSA, operated by the Moore family on their farm in Watseka, IL.

A few weeks back, our week's share included three ears of popcorn!  It was so neat, I couldn't wait to get home and pop some.

First I seperated the kernels from the cob.

I threw them in the air popper - yum.

One ear of corn made a whole bowl of popcorn (more popcorn than in a bag of microwave popcorn.)

C with the empty cob.

M goes crazy for popcorn!

Munch, munch, munch.

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Zonked

♥

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Chocoholics

What is it about chocolate that makes children unable to eat it without getting it all over their face and hands.  Even M, now almost 4 years old, can't seem to keep the chocolate mustache from forming.  The above photo was C after eating just one mini-oreo.  Sheesh! Gotta love it.

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One Liner

M has had some hilarious one-liners lately.  Unfortunately, I can only remember the best one:

"Mom, why are you talking like a baby?"

Hilarious.

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Happy Father's Day

Here's the Father's Day gift me and the kids prepared for Daddy:

All photos of daddy lounging or sleeping with the babies - I had several more and actually had to weed a couple out!

Poem between M's footprints:

"Walk a little slower, Daddy,"

 said a child so small.

 "I'm following in your footsteps

 and I don't want to fall.

 Sometimes your steps are very fast,

 Sometimes they're hard to see;

 So walk a little slower, Daddy,

 For you are leading me.

 Someday when I'm all grown up,

 You're what I want to be;

 Then I will have a little child

Who'll want to follow me.

 And I would want to lead just right,

 And know that I was true;

 So, walk a little slower, Daddy,

 For I must follow you."

Poem between C's handprints:

"Sometimes you get discouraged,

because I am so small

And always leave my fingerprints

on furniture and walls

But every day I'm growing,

I'll be grown someday

And all those tiny hand prints

will surely fade away

So here's a little hand print

just so you can recall

Exactly how my fingers looked

when I was small"

Super Dad!


Relax this Father's Day!

Daddy chillin' with his babies (May 2010).

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Passing the Blame

"I wonder who l left all of these crayons and markers out all over the table?"  Daddy questioned, knowing all-to-well who the culprit was.

"Hm?" M answered.

"I think her name starts with an M and ends with a Y..."  Daddy continued.

"MOMMY!" M replied

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Opening day at Sholem Aquatic Center!!  We got a season pass.  I'm so excited.  I'll be there every day I can.

That's C in the green, holding two cups, and M in the back, to the right.

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Toot your heart out

"Eww. Was that you?"  Mama asked after a very obvious toot.
"e'scuse me" M snuck in.

A couple minutes later I smelled the pungent odor again.  "Are you tootin' again, M?"  I asked, expecting her to pardon herself.  Instead, she leaned in to me, took a big whiff of my face, and then said:

"You smell like glasses"

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