A few things this past week that might have made me want to cry--but I laughed instead... :)
This boy--he loves ants. We have ants. Tiny ants all over the kitchen floor. He rescued a few from the ominous vacuum--by taking them up to his room. With a huge pile of crumbs. A pile that he replenished throughout the day. The ants are no where to be seen--but probably off producing more ants--what with the abundant supply of food nearby and all.
Showing us how bees move their feet. 10/2012
Tales from the Grocery Store
And these two. Best of friends or worst of enemies. On Thursday T chased her down the grocery store aisle with a toilet brush. A toilet brush.
Twice as Clean
On Friday it rained so hard that our backyard actually flooded for a bit. So we ran out in the pouring rain to splash through it. (Bath Number 1.)
That night J let them go bike-riding. (Bath Number 2.)
The Secret of the Smile
Dude is not a fan of getting his picture taken. He especially is not fond of smiling for the camera.
Case in point.
Then I remembered the power of pottytalk.
This smile is brought to you by a whispered, "Hey! Poopy-longstocking." (Courtesy of Judy Moody and Stink: The Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad Treasure Hunt.)
(Of course, then to prevent the endless repeating of said word I had to teach the 3-year-old that only mommies can say "Poopy-longstocking." Always on our toes around here. :)