OK, I guess I need to bump down the snails. Haha, sorry to anyone who thought they’re gross. I guess when you have all brothers and sons…
Yesterday as I was nursing Joey while laying on my bed facing the wall opposite my bathroom and bedroom door, I hear in a sing song voice behind me, “Poopy Diaper! Poopy Diaper!” I didn’t hear Aiden come in so it was a big surprise. I turned around and he was sitting on the potty waiting for a little mommy help.
Heard in the middle of the night~ Kevin to Joey “Sorry, I don’t have Mommary glands.”
From Michael in the back seat on the way home from school. “All the kids are bad at school, and it is a big problem, so we decided to be good. The End!” Not sure if it was a fictional story, a narrative about today, or if he was talking to me…
Just now as we were laying on my bed after feeding Joey, and right after Kevin left for his exam tonight, and I’d changed Joey, Michael comes in, lays his head on Joey’s belly and says “Does he have a heart yet?” (Don’t worry I set him straight.)