The boys have been cracking me up recently. I love hearing a little bit of what is going on in their heads.
BiggiE-- I tend to have many nicknames for my children as I go about my day. One common one for Jelly Belly is "Little Miss". The other day BiggiE and I were getting in the car with Jelly Belly and I hear him chattering to her in a sing-song voice, "Little Mess, Little Mess, what are you doing, Little Mess?" I chuckled and thought that given all her spitting up BiggiE might be on the right track with that name.
-- I was explaining to the boys that Os's iPod had been stolen and they were filled with questions about the crime. My favorite was BiggiE's, "Was it an evildoer?"
Moose-- Moose was asked to explain why his friend, Judah, was on the ground crying. In George Washington fashion he replied, "I'll tell the truth... I hate to say it, but I pushed him."
-- Moose and I were talking about school and how some people go to college after high school. I sagely told him that Os and I went to college after high school. "Yes," Moose agreed, "but that was a long, long, long time ago. Like back when the dinosaurs were around. That was like 59 years ago." Three "longs", mind you. Good thing I'm not feeling sensitive about my recent birthday!
-- Today when I asked Moose to do or not do something (watch
The Mom Song if you need an idea of what I might have said) Moose looks at me and says, "I do declare, you are no fun at all." Ha, ha, but you, my little Southern beau, are very funNY.
Jelly Belly meeting Uncle Peter and Aunt Kim for the first time.
Our little elf making Grandpa smile.
A little comforting cuddle from Grandma. (Notice the box of mini cereal boxes in the background. My Grandma use to get those for us when we would come to visit and we loved it!)
Wrestling with Uncle Peter...
and Aunt Kim.
BiggiE the builder.
Moose the firefighter.
BiggiE the painter.
Moose the squirrel.
