Saturday, June 28, 2008
I try, every once in awhile, to write down the funny things the kids say but usually I forget them. So, for the past couple of weeks I've been writing down what they say in a saved blog and today I'm finally getting around to posting them. The first quote comes from Denver who just randomly said this one day while sitting on the toilet. "I'm tired of swallowing my spit." That was it. I don't know if he's extremely lazy or if he had a sore throat that day or if he was looking for a creative way to ask for a drink, but I thought that was a really strange thing to be tired of doing. I don't usually think about my spit so much. I get tired of important things like picking up my kids' dirty underwear or listening to the kids fight over game time but never of swallowing my spit.
One of the things I love and hate about Caleb is the way he always wants to cuddle in bed with me. I love that he loves to snuggle with me and he's so delicious when he does. He curls up in a little ball and grabs hold of his silkie and sucks his thumb and he's so warm and he smells so sweet--it's one of the rare joys of Motherhood. But, I hate when he wants to snuggle in bed, oh, say around 2:00 in the morning when I'm trying to sleep and he kicks us in our sides and head butts us and asks us questions like "What's the matter, Mommy" when the only thing the matter is that he's awake and I was asleep. But one of my favorite things he says when he is snuggling with me, whether it's "in the morning or in the afternoon or in the evening underneath the moon" is--"Put your face over here, Mommy." Caleb loves to be nose-to-nose with me when he's snuggling and he never fails to say it, especially when I roll over the other way and am trying to go to sleep. How can I resist rolling back over, however bad my back is hurting, and snuggle him up, nose-to-nose?
 None of the kids are big TV watchers. They'll watch when they have nothing else to do, but it's rare to see them vegging in front of the TV unless a video game is involved. Caleb isn't really a TV buff either, but he does have a few shows he loves to watch. Sesame Street is probably his all-time favorite and he's really worked hard learning all of the characters' names. But the other day he requested a show I'd never heard of before. Our conversation went something like this:
"Mommy, I want to watch Underpants Underpants."
"You want to watch what?"
"Mommy, I want to watch Underpants Underpants we're on our way."
"Oh! You want to watch Wonderpets?"
"Yes! Underpants, Underpants!"
Of course his little mix-up has come in quite handy because this past week I potty-trained Caleb and now we have a theme song to go along with his new big boy underpants--Underpants, Underpants we're on our way to tinkle in the potty and save the day! We're not so big and we're not so tough but when we tinkle in the potty we've got the right stuff! Go Underpants! Yay!
I guess maybe because Caleb is two and a half and is processing so much information with his little tiny brain he gets confused a lot and that's why most of this post is about him. But they are such cute mistakes. Back in March I went to Utah to see Kathy and the rest of my family. We're also planning a trip to Utah in a few weeks and we've been talking about it a lot lately. Anyways, all this talk about Utah and Kathy and Caleb has left Caleb really confused. He thinks Utah is really "You Tah." And when he thinks someone else is claiming "Tah" as their own he says, "No, it's My Tah." There is also "Kak's Tah," "Caleb's Tah," "Mommy's Tah," and just good old "Tah." Either way, we're flying to "Tah after Daddy's birthday" and Caleb can hardly wait.
And this last thing isn't really a quote but something the twins do that I think is so funny and cute I thought I'd better jot it down for posterity's sake. Jericho and Justus are really starting to figure out who's who. It would probably be easier for them if Mark and I didnt' mix them up so often. The other day I put Justus in Jericho's swimsuit and Jericho in Justus's swimsuit and called them by the wrong names all afternoon. It wasn't until I went to get them dressed in their pajamas that I figured out my mistake. Anyway, the twins have a little game they love to play with me and it goes something like this:
Mommy: "Justus, where's Justus?"
Justus, pointing to Jericho: "There's Justus."
Mommy: "No Justus, you're Justus. Jericho, where's Justus?"
Jericho, pointing to himself: "Justus."
Mommy: "No Jericho, you're Jericho. Where's Justus?"
Jericho, laughing now and pointing to himself: "Justus."
They are so convincing sometimes I have to double check myself before correcting them. The funny thing is, I'm pretty sure they know who's who because when they look for each other, Justus actually calls for Jericho and Jericho actually calls for Justus. I really think they just think it's funny. But, I'm not sure I'll ever really be sure I know who's who without double checking the swirls on the backs of their heads, the birthmark on Jericho's tummy and the little pockets on the front of Jericho's teeth. Heaven help us all.
posted by Shana # 6:51 PM 
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