Maybe we should let them have treats every once in awhile

Sarah took all three boys to gymnastics tonight and Joshua stood in front of the vending machine as other kids bought stuff and asked them "Wanna split it?"

Birds and Bees

I'll let Sarah tell this story in more detail, but it's too good to wait much longer. Apparently the boys interrogated her in the car the other day about "where babies come from." They weren't content with the fuzzy answer, and pushed until they got the cold hard facts. Noteworthy tidbits from Sarah's version to me included multiple uses of the phrase "trap door."

If you give this speech to 6/3/1 year old boys (the youngest of whom was asleep), does it count?

Saved by the Birds

Lets clarify. The phrase "trap door" was not used once, let alone multiple times. Here's how it went down:

Wednesday: Joshua, Matthew and I are finishing up lunch at the table when Joshua asks me something along the lines of "do you still have a baby in your belly?"
After a quick check of the paunch and a mental note to start sit-ups I answered "no!" pause...
Me: "Why, do you want another baby brother?"
Joshua: "yes, because (pointing at Matthew) this one scratches."

A quick discussion follows in which I clarify that any additional siblings are ADDED to the family---we do not TRADE. ...pause...

Joshua: "But how do babies get out of your belly?"
Me: (quick cough to clear the food I'm now choking on) "What do you mean?"
Joshua: "When you go to the hospital how do they get out of your belly? Do they have a special door?"
Me: (giggling) "Well, it's kind of like a special door... Hey look! Birds at the bird feeder!"

I swear I fully intended to answer this question honestly--I was just looking for a moment to gather my thoughts when the birds flew to the bird feeder! Somehow we never got back to the question....until the next day.

The President-Elect

Sometimes Joshua calls him Rock, sometimes Bama. Sometimes by his full name: Rock O. Bama.

The Indoor Slide

I was in the kitchen with Matthew, cleaning up after dinner, when he wandered into the playroom. I thought I heard him climbing on something and went to check it out. This is what I found, Matthew and the parking garage:

Thanks Marc and Mine and Izzy (and Gumbo)

It's a hit!