a note on each kid

after jillian's first day of preschool, she had three pieces of art in her hand. i asked her, "are these for me?" and she said, "yes!...NO! they are for becky!" (she must be saving the good ones for me, right?)

earlier this week, avery asked me if i was wearing a bra. (um...i was...)

miles is in third grade, but in fourth grade math. he IS the absent-minded professor. he lost his homework somewhere between the dining room table and his math class ev.er.y day last week. (oh.my.gawsh! this is SO frustrating...to us! not him. he's not fazed.)

if you ask phoebe, "who made the sun?" she answers, "me!!!" (this is a little digression from when the boys were toddlers and knew their catechism and could recite the books of the Bible...)

i'm married to a beautiful man

Jillian this morning:

"Wha you doin' Daddy? You shavin'? Ooohhh...you booootiful, Daddy. Your face ih boootiful."

conversations with the kids

Miles: Sometimes, I imagine I'm one of the disciples following Jesus, but then I get scared when I imagine him coming out of the tomb looking like a mummy.

Me: uhhh...He didn't look like a mummy.

Miles: I know. It's just what a imagine.

huh?

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Jillian: humenna boff. humenna war.

Me: You wanna take a bath with water?

Jillian (giggling): yeeahh!

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Avery (on the way to small group): Will Andy be there tonight?

Me: Not sure.

Avery (sounding whiter than ever): If he's there, that'll be tight.

(So that's what you're learning at school. I was wondering...)