Butta

Someday I hope to qualify for a translator's license.

Which language?

I wish I knew.

 Pencil's speech is approaching English now, but there are still days when

ALL I can do is stare at him and hope that his next repetition will make sense.

kid Funnies

What is the coolest thing about being at our house?

Laughing. Sometimes laughing while crying, but it's always the laughing.

For example:

What do you do when the favorite stacking blocks end up being the same ones

used to store cooking ingredients? You clean up flour with the vacuum.

"It looks like snow in a blizzard, Mom!!"

Poor Pooh Bear got dusted.

Broken Dreams

Have you ever stopped to ponder the brilliance that is a crib?
No really, I hear you argue that it is a glorified cage to corral little monkeys in attempts to contain the chaos. (I do not disagree) BUT it is also a safety net for little babies who don't know how to keep themselves safe. It is a contained snuggle-haven. A place of rest.

Unless it is broken. Again.  (the video is from last time)

The Pumpkin Shortage is OVER!

It is Fall.

There are no crisp breezes or turning leaves here in Arizona. But it is football and back to school time.

It is Halloween-around-the-corner time, and time-to-make-muffins time.

"But I could never marry him..."

When I first started dating the doctor, I realized that his last name was only 2 letters different than my first name. I knew, then and there, no matter how great he was, I could never marry him.

Photo Overload!

I am posting a zillion photos of our whirlwind trip. I know that many of you regulars were actually there and may be in some of the pictures, but humor me.

(I taught Grapes that phrase. I'm trying to convince her that she can do the things I ask, even if she thinks it is a dumb idea. It's called humoring mom.... it's not a popular strategy yet, but my fingers are crossed)

Socks has had me rolling lately. He is sharing more of his thoughts, and I am often truly entertained by how he thinks. When we were in our delightful Kanab, Utah hotel on the road trip back to AZ the monkeys were bouncing on the bed. I told them they better stop or they might fall and break an arm. Sockie then said, "O, bum! He bweak a bum and have a big cwack!"

Pencil had a word explosion while we were away, and I am still trying to log all the things he says and talks about now. Among my favorites; Bigh-je-bob (sponge bob), pwee (please!), ah-dun (all done),  and he sings the spider-man theme song. (I-O-ma!)

Ok-- So, pictures in no particular order: