Pick Me Up

Sticky fingers reaching up. 
Chubby cheeks rosy and warm.
Shiny eyes bright with eagerness.
Little dimples full of charm.

Bouncy feet on tippy-toes.
"Mommy! Mommy!" in a sing-song.
"I wanna hode you! I wanna hode you!"
Yes, my sweet baby, all day long.

Why Are My Kids SO Loud?

Tank's favorite new hobby is to sing an original composition  (Staw Waws Webels, T-Wex, Staw Waws Webels, T-Wex) for all the world to hear. 

Me: "Hey! Save that for outdoors!"

Tank: "Save wha fow outdoows?"

Me: "The loud voice."

Tank: "Youws ow mine?"

Sister's Random Statement of Fact

Some mornings it is really hard to get out of bed. 

I didn't sleep well. My hips hurt. My head hurts. The kitchen is full of dirty dishes. The dirty laundry pile is big enough for Tank to get lost. And I had to give up coffee. 

But then, this little creature, with crooked front teeth and clear blue eyes, pushes her face close to mine, and speaks a little nugget of wisdom that can only be explained as divine inspiration.

"Living is being the best way.

Because you get to play with your toys.

And you can't play with them when you're dead."

I Got What I Asked For

Tank: "Cwick!"

Kick to the back of my car seat.

Tank: "Cwick!"

Kick to the back of my car seat.

He wants me to "click" on the DVD player in the van.

Me: "Please?"

Tank: "Peas?"

Me: "If you ask me nicely, I will turn it on."

Tank: "Nicewy."

Breathe, Two, Three, Four

Sister: "Stop breathing on me!"

Big Brother: "I can't help it! I have to breathe!"

Sister: "Well you don't have to breathe on me!"

Big Brother: "I can't help it!"

Remind me, again, why I taught them to talk.....

Naptime

Kid 1 yells "Stop it!" to Kid 2 who hit the wrong button on the TV remote and started the movie over again, so Kid 2 yells "Stop yelling at me!" to Kid 1, who yells back "Well, stop yelling at me!", then Kid 2 screeches "Stop! Yelling! At! Me!", and Kid 1 screeches back "Well! Stop! Yelling! At! Me!", so Kid 2 declares "You yelled at me first!", and Kid 1 replies "You yelled at ME first!", then Momma comes into the room, turns off the TV, and says "Everybody go to your rooms", to which Kid 1 melts to the floor in a dramatic breakdown of "NOOOOOOO!", and Kid 2 throws her body onto the couch with a "But he started it!", while Kid 3 starts sobbing amidst the screaming chaos, so Momma asks Kid 3 "Why are YOU crying?", and Kid 3 says, "Kid 1 is in twouble."

Nevermind, Momma will go to HER room.

Sister Ponders the Mysteries of the Universe

"Do you move into your own house when you get to middle school?"

Every Breath You Take

Sister: "BIG BROTHER! SERIOUSLY!"

Big Brother: "WHAT?"

Sister: "YOU ARE BREATHING ON MY TOY!"

Nine days until school starts. 

Breathe in. Breathe out. 

But not on Sister's toy.