Confessions...

First, I've been reading Alma for 5 months.

Second, I'm sleeping with a sippy cup of water next to my bed these days. I can't seem to find a water bottle anywhere in this house! (a water bottle is really just a grown up version of a sippy cup, right?)

And third, this mess of foam animal stickers has found, what I'm afraid might be after 5 days, a permanent home on our master bedroom floor. (I caught myself laughing as I typed "master")

Oh, and be sure to scroll all the way down and check out our new family picture. This is apparently the best we could get from the 2 year old.

Playground Pals

On Jimmy's Watch.

I guess Duncan wanted to make his shirt...

match his socks.

* socks occurred naturally...the shirt however is a result of what must have been some pretty precarious handiwork with these guys

Our little Cheetah snuggling up to his favorite little turtle. I'm enjoying this time when Duncan can just throw on any old animal costume and be happy as a clam. Someday he'll come to me and say, "Mom, I want to be a ham sandwich for Halloween." And until that day, I am going to relish in the easiness of a hand-me-down zip up animal suit.

Wow...that would sure be fun to watch on my ride up the escalator. =)

Deep Thoughts

Duncan: When I grow up I'm going to be a dad

Me: Yep.

Duncan: When Jessica grows up she is going to be a mom.

Me: Yep.

Duncan: When you grow up and are a baby, we'll be your parents.

Me: Well, that's not really how it works. I won't ever be a baby again. I'm just going to get older and older until I'm old like Great Grandpa.

Duncan: And then you will die?

Me: Yes. That's what happens when we get old and our bodies stop working.

Duncan: But I will always want my mommy.

Me: *getting teary eyed*

Duncan: And Fin will always want you to feed him.

Me: *holding back giggles*

Duncan Said...

he was begging me to pick him up and carry him to the house and when I refused he sluggishly followed and whined, "I'm running out of

gas!"

He used this one again with Jimmy when he didn't want to walk up the hill. He told Jimmy that his LEGS were running out gas.

At church a few weeks ago we sat on a side bench near the windows. Duncan was playing in the curtains and when I asked him to stop he said impatiently, "I'm just checking the weather, honey." I let him check the weather and he declared it, "beauuuuutiful!"

Tonight we had some friends over. The kids thankfully were keeping themselves entertained in the play room for quite awhile. Eventually someone lost it and we heard screams. Our friend jumped up to tend to it, and said she found Duncan corralling her kid in the corner. We could hear him yelling, "I'll deal with her!"