Some Candids and Stories

This morning I was busy feeding the baby and Avee got hungry as well.
Apparently only one of the two still needs me to help him with his meals....

I don't mean to be rude, but how smart can she be if she thinks a table can scramble her eggs?

Also, that sunburn on her cheeks, I have witnesses, I lathered the girl in SPF 50. Stubborn cheeks and nose just busted right out of mine and NO AD's protection.

New neighbors moved in recently. They have a pet rabbit.

This, we call "Died And Gone To Heaven"

Or "Dying And Going To Heaven" depending on your perspective. And your belief of animals in heaven...

When my mom was here, she mentioned that if her dog lived with us (children and adults alike, dribbling their food on the floor at mealtime) he would think he had "died and gone to heaven." Bo thought about that for a second and then said knowingly, "Dogs don't like people food and it will make them die." I had no idea he was trying to make the phrase "died and gone to heaven" work in his mind. My mom (mother of 9, grandmother of even more) caught it immediately and explained to him what the phrase actually meant. I just sat there going on about how smart my kid is. And dribbled more food on the floor.
(I've been working on this post all morning, and one of the interruptions was to go outside. Avee was terrorizing the bunny and I told her not to pick it up anymore because she was being too rough. Bo chimed in, "Yeah and you will make it die and go to heaven.")

The other day I put in a CD with all the Primary songs Bo needs to learn this year. All of us were just puttering around the house doing our thing. Right after I turned on the music, the kids decided to watch TV. I sat at the computer, they watched TV, and Daniel bounced in his seat to the tune of some rockin' church songs. I kept hearing Bo singing right along, even though he was watching TV. I couldn't help but feel proud and think it endearing that he preferred his beloved church songs to even Curious George. Until he wailed loudly, "Mooooooom, turn off the music, I can't watch George when I'm singing all the time!!"

Poor little guy didn't even want to sing, he just couldn't help himself.

Last Sunday at church Avee found a little boy, about 1 year old, holding himself up by the couch. She was immediately enamored and began pawing at him, trying to pick him up, and generally being bossy, much like she is with the neighbor's rabbit. The little boy was clinging for dear life to the couch. At one point Avee tried to pry his hands off the couch. I scolded her, "Avee, leave that little boy alone, you are not in charge of him!" She turned around with her stern/condescending, "I'm tired of having to tell you over and over again how things work around here mom" look and said, "Avee's in charge of the COUCH!"

And finally, because I can't help myself:
Little Emporer Two Chins the Second and his crooked smile...

A full on laugh

And with his best little friend. They make a great team when it comes to that binkie...