Thanks, Kiddo

This morning I was holding Little Squirt and talking to him, and he was smiling and doing his best to "talk" back to me. So I was telling Little Squirt how smart he is, and I asked him, "What do you think? Do we have TWO geniuses in our family?"

Kiddo, standing nearby, interjected, "No, we do not have TWO geniuses in our family. We have THREE geniuses in our family-- Little Squirt, Me, and Daddy."

Looking at Daddy, he continued, "Daddy, you are a genius."

Nothing was said about the Mommy. Poor, poor Mommy. Later, when pressed, he admitted that Mama is "a little bit smart."

My THREE Geniuses

Smiley Guy

A lady at Church commented that Little Squirt has the "cutest personality--" and we would have to agree. He really doesn't cry much, unless he's very hungry or overly tired. And he has the sweetest smile. I've been trying to get a good picture of it. This is the best one so far!

A Little Light Reading Before Bedtime

This is how I found Kiddo when I went in to put him to bed the other night. He never ceases to amaze me! He truly does love this book-- he even insisted on dragging it with him to the babysitter's once.

Thriller Tribute?

In the wake of Michael Jackson's recent death, I've seen several clips of folks doing their own re-enactments of the "Thriller" video in tribute. Of course, my boys have never seen Michael or the tributes, but when I looked at these photos, I thought immediately of the "Thriller" dance. What do you think?

DEFINITELY a Boy!

Well, I guess I knew it would happen someday. I just didn't think it would be when he was THREE. Yep, my kid has discovered the hilarity of "fart jokes."

Last week at the Library, I found a Little Critter book called, "Just My Little Brother and Me." Since I was under the impression that Little Critter only had a baby sister, I was pretty excited to check this out. It's a really cute book, and very appropriate for Kiddo because he really wants to play with "his baby," but of course, Little Squirt has to get a bit bigger before he can really participate. Anyway, there is a page on which Little Critter imagines how he and his little brother will build snow forts and have snowball fights with other kids. Somehow, both times I've read this aloud to Kiddo, I've slipped up and said "snow farts" instead. This makes Kiddo burst out laughing, and he also enjoys reminding me throughout the day about my malapropism. Great.

Another thing Kiddo likes to do is make up stories about his favorite states and countries in which they act just as though they were human characters. I sort of think he got the idea from the Chicka Chicka books, in which numbers and letters seem to take on human characteristics. Yesterday in one of his stories, he announced that "Tajikistan tooted." Niiiiiiiiice.

So I guess it's official. I'm DEFINITELY the mother of a BOY!!!