Three in the morning
After eating she burps loud
Falls asleep with me
I want that toy too
Now my brother puts it down
I don't want it now
Green yellow orange
Vegetables in small glass jars
I'm not eating that
When this blog was started I had two rowdy boys who never sat still. I tried to keep them busy with crayons and a coloring book. Yah, right. The crayons disappeared and were discovered months later, half melted in one of the heating vents. Since then we have added a daughter to the mix. And yes, she will sit down and color!
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
It's magic
Also while at my parents' house:
My dad found a wig that is brown and curly hair and put it on to show the boys. They thought it was pretty funny. My dad sat down with Torii on the couch and Torii was throwing a blanket over my dad's head trying to get the wig off. "Abrakadabba," he said. The wig stayed on his head. Torii threw the blanket on Grandpa's head again. "Abrakanoodle," he said. Torii pulled back the blanket and the wig was gone. Torii looked at Grandpa and said, "I did it!"
My dad found a wig that is brown and curly hair and put it on to show the boys. They thought it was pretty funny. My dad sat down with Torii on the couch and Torii was throwing a blanket over my dad's head trying to get the wig off. "Abrakadabba," he said. The wig stayed on his head. Torii threw the blanket on Grandpa's head again. "Abrakanoodle," he said. Torii pulled back the blanket and the wig was gone. Torii looked at Grandpa and said, "I did it!"
Tricky
The kids and I were at my parents the other night. My dad had found a toy the boys played with when they were babies and brought it out for Cordelia. Torii grabbed it right away and Rion took it away from him. After they were playing with it for a little while Rion disappeared and came back upstairs with his Jeff Gordon car he likes so much. Rion set it down and said, "Here you go Torii. You can play with this." Torii thought that was great and sat down next to the car. Then Rion got back up and grabbed the baby toy. I will have to watch him extra close when he's a teenager.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Like a cat to a can opener
Today Fred called me at work (he calls all the time, it's annoying), and Rion was whining in the background. "Yes, the pizza is in the oven," Fred told him. I looked at the clock. It was 9:30 in the morning. "You're having pizza this early," I asked. Fred explained. "Well, the boys heard the doorbell ring and when I answered it, it wasn't the pizza man. After some whining, I just put in a pizza."
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