At the Burke Museum 3/1/12
3/1/12
No matter what I say, I cannot convince my five-year-old that the name of the restaurant is not “Lickdonald’s.”
3/1/12
“I’m getting really tired of city life,” Jonathan said with a heavy sigh from the back seat of the minivan, where he’d had to endure the rush of the Seattle U-District for all of five minutes while we made our way to the Burke museum. “I miss the wildlife,” he said wistfully. Yep, if there’s one thing we’re known for out here in the vast, open suburbs, it’s the wildlife.
Kya, 5, loses her first tooth during dinner! 3/1/12
2/29/12
”Everybody loves me. They do.” Micah, displaying all the confidence and security of a happy toddler. I hope he feels the same way when he’s 15.
2/28/12
“How old are you, Paul?”
“BIG!”
I must have missed that birthday.
2/28/12
“I need a hug.”–Paul, 3, after seeing what was on his plate for lunch.
I told my three year old son to wipe that look off his face. He vigorously rubs his cheeks with both hands and scowls up at me. “Did I get it Mom?”
I love it! I might have to start a reader quote wall. These are too funny!
A co-worker of mine asked her four-year-old granddaughter:
“What do you think you’ll be when you get older, Ashley?”
Ashley: “…Five.”
That is hysterical! I love how literal kids are. It’s fun to ask questions like that and just wait for the fun to start.
Look how big they’re getting! Love the picture of them at the museum (glad that Jonathan suffered through the city life to get there). And I can’t believe that Kya’s old enough to start losing teeth!
LOL! I need a hug too, Paul. 🙂 CONGRATS KYA! And to Jonathan: Me too, man. Me too!