Brother named the cat at deer camp. He called it Kyler. Dad asked how to spell that. He said k-i-l-l-e-r.

Brother asked me last night to please "pause" the book.

He also told sis to sit on his lap, then quickly changed it to, "No maybe I should sit on yours."

Last night sister blew on her spicy food because brother had told her she would not like it because it was too"hot". Too cute.

Then after dinner brother told me he could not wait to grow up. Why? Well, he said he would get to change his routine. You know things like take showers in the morning instead of at night. Yep that is a really great thing about being a grown up!

Sissy's current thank you: tay coo. I like to think she's really saying, "stay cool".

Thanks!

Sister has officially dropped her adorable "tay too" for a just plain "anks" or "sanks". I will miss the old versions: tee tue, ti tue. Love the littles!

Brother scored a goal on Saturday and even though he set the shot up with hands... Well, we're gonna count it anyway.

He did it!

It's official. Brother is really learning something in kindergarden. Today he impressed us, and even himself, and went all the way across the monkey bars at the park. He was so pleased and, as he said, "not scared anymore at all."

All the while Sister is tumbling up and down the slides and stairs and seems to have inherited Brother's new no fear attitude from the get go. Yep, I think we're in for it with that one!

Not exactly the right question.

Yesterday when I peaked in on a "napping" brother he said, "Can I wake up now?"

It took him a second to figure out why that was so funny.

I no longer care

...if toys are picked up at the end of the day
...if I leave the house messy when going out of town
...if laundry sits and sits and sits until someone runs out of socks or underwear
...if clothes I am wearing (and not changing - again) have pee or worse on them
...if my 'list' is more of a fantasy than actual things I will eventually do
...if the bed is made

How could I, why would I? The really good stuff is...not this stuff.

A Tummy Grumbled and he said...

"That was just my belly farting. "

Warmoff - what you do in a hot tub or lake after swimming

Lincoln Log Architecture

Brother: We need a chimney?

Mom: Why do we need a chimney?

Brother: (Rolls his head back like it is the most obvious answer.) For Santa Claus.

Big Enough

Sister is officially a walker, which to Brother makes perfect sense.

He said, "Sister's feet finally got big enough for her to walk. They have to be the right size to fit the ground hold up her body. Her tummy is BIG but her feet are big enought now to hold her all up."

Tellin it like it is

Lately Dad has really been stepping it up with the meal preparation.
Over dinner the other night I commented that he was getting to be real hand in the kitchen.

Brother looked at me like I was crazy and said, "No he's not! We had a fire tonight. I've never seen that when you cook in there."

Turns out in the prep a potholder got a little too close to the stove. That'll teach ya.

Good Point

It really is amazing how they think.

Last night the boys were watching a History Channel show about Yellowstone and the possiblity it will again someday be an active volcano. When the narrator noted that experts want to know when, Brother said he shouldn't ask that question.

He went on to call it a bad question.

OK, so confusing at first. But when we got to the heart of it, in his mind asking 'when' is associated with the desire for something to happen. For example: when are we gonna be there, when can I have ice cream, when can I get out of bed (all among his own 'when' questions of the last 24 hours).

He just couldn't fathom asking why 'when' about something you don't want. So from his view, I agree, that is indeed a bad question.