Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Humpty Dumpty


So Zane has about 15-20 words we can understand. He is quite the communicator. Our current favorite that he mispronounces..."empty."

When something is all gone he turns it upside down and announces, "Dumpty."

Sunday, November 4, 2012

How to milk a bunny


So we have two kinds of milk at our house, "perry" milk which is the chocolate with "perry the platypus" on the container, and "bunny" milk which has the "nestle quick" bunny on the box.

Colt asks for "bunny" milk. Joe says, "how do you milk a bunny?"

Wyatt pipes up, "You grab his private parts and squeeze really hard."

Parents try really hard not to laugh.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

"The Artist"


So Wyatt has learned how to apply temporary tattoos. "I watched you," he said, "and learned how to press really hard."

He has now turned both of his brothers into characters on the show "American Choppers."

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Wood you?



So Joe and I tried to sneak a bit of crust into Colt.

We were down to the heel of the loaf of bread. We thought if we put enough butter on it he might not notice.

He took one bite, made a sour face and said, "I can't eat this, it has a board under it!"

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Cheers!


So Wyatt had some dental work done last week and had to be sedated. He was also given a memory erasing drug.

Needless to say, he was feelin' good and not remembering a thing after the procedure. While in the waiting room he kept waving his hands, slurring his words and telling me about the carpet and light switches, "moooooviiiingggg."

When it was time to leave I hauled what appeared to be a 40 pound drunk over shoulder. As the nurse held the door open Wyatt yells to the waiting room, "There's a 5 year old....going home!"

Sunday, September 23, 2012

It's Official


So all week long the big kid had refused to acknowledge that his birthday had passed.

His "real" birthday, he insisted, wasn't until his party.

He partied like a rock star Saturday with more than 20 friends. They bounced, ate cake and pizza, got tattoos and animal balloons, played "pin the tail on the platypus" and "musical bean bags."

He was exhausted and officially satisfied that he is now five.

Monday, September 17, 2012

Boy 1 is Five


So here are the first three things Wyatt said on the morning of his fifth birthday. He said them in this order, in a span of less than ten seconds.

"I have to pee."

"Am I really five?"

"I think I'm taller."