Logan had his second ever dentist appointment today. The first time we went, six months ago, Cael and I went back with him, watched the whole process, took pictures to email to Pa Jim and Grandma Judy, then helped him choose a toothbrush and a little prize afterward. Today, the three of us were sitting in the waiting room reading books together. The dental technician (or whatever they call the person who does all the actual teeth cleaning and stuff before you see the dentist for 45 seconds at the end of your visit) came out to the waiting room, called Logan's name, and we all got up to go back with him. She said to me, very politely, "After the first visit, we like to take them back for their cleaning by themselves. We'll get you if we need you." I didn't know quite what to say to that. It wasn't like I thought they were going to hurt him or anything, but he IS only three, and I guess I wanted to be there. But, the three year old in question couldn't have cared less if I was there o ...

I realize that all my blog entries are funny things my kids say...but, at least I'm writing them down somewhere. Well, I actually used to write them in my journal, but then no one but me got to see them. At least here, you guys can read them, too. And someday when I put them into a scrapbook, hopefully this site will still be accessible so I can copy everything and include it. Anyway...

Yesterday, our neighbor, Debbie, was making candy. Logan went over to visit her for a little bit. While he was there, she asked him, "Logan, do you want a turtle?" He answered..."Only if it's dead." Now, I can understand that he didn't know that a turtle was a chocolate/caramel candy...but I don't know why he said he wanted a dead turtle. Todd asked him why, and this was his response, "I don't like turtles very much." How funny is that? Who doesn't like turtles?! Ha ha! :) And Todd loves turtles! The whole thing was kind of amusing. Just had to ...

Yet another funny conversation...

The boys and I had to stop at one store after work for one thing briefly. I told them before we went in exactly what I expected out of them. They were ok for a while, but Cael ended up touching everything in sight and not listening at all. I told him that when we got home he was going to get a spanking. We got in the car, and he was very quiet, but Logan on the other hand was very chatty...

Logan: Hey, Mom! Let's talk about what you're going to do to Cael when we get home.

Me: Logan, that is none of your business. It's between me and Cael.

Logan: But, Mom, are you going to use your hand or the paddle?

Me: Logan, that is none of your business. It's between me and Cael.

Logan: But, Mom...

Me: I am NOT going to talk about this with you.

Logan: Well I'll just sit here and think about it then.

I ...

Setting: The boys are watching a cartoon. Logan decides he doesn't want to watch the cartoon, puts in a video, and tries to figure out how to work the remote to get the right input channel so he can watch the video.

Cael: Hey! I want to watch Diego..

Logan: No! We are going to watch Spot's Magical Christmas.

Cael: I don't like that.

Logan: You are GOING to like it.

(I don't think I've ever said that to them, but I got an instant mental picture of a parent saying to a child something along those lines..."You are going to eat those green beans and you are GOING to like them!" It was funny.)

Cael is just barely tall enough to be able to stand to pee now, which makes him very proud (and which also tends to make a big mess if not a closely supervised and assisted process).

Yesterday evening, after I helped him "go" and was pulling up his pants, he said, "Did you see that rainbow?"

I had no clue (duh, me) about when he had seen a rainbow, so I said, "What rainbow, Cael?"

He replied, "The one that just came out of my dink!"

I love it when they make me laugh out loud! I am so thankful for my funny little boys.

Yesterday, Diane took my boys to Amish country for the day to run a bunch of errands. They went with a lady from Diane's church and her two little girls. As I was buckling my boys into their carseats after school, we were discussing the events of the day and the following conversation took place...

Cael: Mom, what was that other little girl's name with the pink shirt?

Me: I don't know, Cael. What was her name?

Cael: I think it was Bubbles.

Logan: [Adamantly] It was SOPHIE.

Cael: Oh yeah. But I call her Soapy.

--- And I was laughing out loud because it was so cut. I love how, in Cael's mind, trying to remember the name "Soapy" made him think her name was "Bubbles." It made perfect sense! I had to run back in and tell Diane so she could pass that on to the little girl's mom.

I just need to express my frustration (like Laura did about her skin one time) with my current size. I have the biggest struggle getting dressed for work every day. I have outgrown the majority of my regular pants, although I can still wear two pairs via the "rubber band method", but for the most part, I need to wear maternity pants. However, I am not actually big enough to need the giant pouch. I have two pairs of pants that have the "belly band" thingy, which I like, and which fit, but I confess that I get sick of wearing them over and over and over. Shirts is not such a problem yet...I still fit into most of my long-sleeved shirts and some of my sweaters, except for a few shirts which already no longer button over my chest. But, I feel too big for my regular clothes and too small for my maternity clothes. It's a struggle. Wish I could just wear the big Navy sweats every day. Argh. Ok, I just needed to share that. I can make it through my day now.

On the way home from Diane's today, Logan said, "Momma! We had heart-shaped cookies with frosting on them at lunch today and they made me think of you because I love you so much!!!"

Ahhh, my heart just melted. And to think that someday he's going to turn those charms on another woman...

On the way home from Diane's today, Logan said... "Momma! We had heart-shaped cookies with frosting on them at lunch today. And they made me think of you because we love you so much."

Ahhh, my heart just melted. And to think, someday he's going to turn those charms on another woman...

I think a blog is a great idea. I regularly check in on a handful of blogs...mostly belonging to scrapbookers, cardmakers, or crafters. It's a good source of inspiration. I've also read some really great articles about how you can use your blog entries as a sort of journal to keep track, for yourself, of the events of your family. I have kept a "real" journal since I was in junior high. I'm not sure how often I will remember to update this blog, but I think it's a good idea.

Here's a recap of our busy day...

Woke up early...before 7am...with Logan patting my face, saying "I need to go potty, Momma!" I let him in the bathroom (I am obsessive about keeping that door closed with the childproof doorknob on it!) to go, then sent him downstairs to see Todd. I went back to bed...and was wakened about an hour ...