Mmm, dirt...

Apparently a little dirt is good for you. What a relief! I guess this means the Child Services people can cancel that visit they were going to make:

This is Jonny sampling the sand in Sandy Eggo at age eight months, a few years ago.

Jonny says...

Gary cooked breakfast for the family this morning. It was a nice treat. When we were cleaning up, I noticed Jonny had not touched his eggs. I asked him about it and he said "Yeah- I justed wanted them for a souvenir."

One night, Jonny fell asleep in his clothes and we just tucked him in bed that way. When he woke up the next morning, he noticed he was in his clothes and exclaimed "Whoa! I was sleeping like a maniac!"
You probably didn't know that "maniac" is Jonny's signature word. He sometimes describes things as "maniac-ish"

Potty Training

Here's our latest attempt to convince Jonny that potty training is cool. We call it KaPotty. He earns a stripe on his karate belt for each success and loses one for each accident. When he fills up the belt, he moves up to the next color. Hopefully he'll be a KaPotty master before we know it.

Simon's Career

Yesterday I noticed Simon brushing the teeth of our rocking horse. Maybe he'll be a dentist!

Amelia's Economics

Last month, I was driving home from Amelia's girl scout meeting with all the kids loaded in the van. We drove past Jimmy's friend's house (read mansion) and he said something like:
That's (so and so's) house. He has a Wii and an Xbox 360 and a swimming pool and a trampoline and a movie theater in his house and toys EVERYWHERE. Hey! His family must be rich.
Then Amelia piped up:
No, if they bought all that stuff, they would be POOR!

Belated Christmas Wishes

Here's my attempt at a Christmas photo shoot- I wish it was a video, because you can't get a feel for the pandemonium that ensued. Maybe if you scroll down fast enough, you'll get the gist.
I wanted everyone with their feet tucked under the tree, smiling at me. Simple enough right?

Then Amelia left in a huff because Jonny poked her in the eye.

Don't you love Jonny's angelic face? He's got feigned innocence down really good.

Then they disappeared.
Then they reappeared.
Then Jimmy pulled out the mustache.

I thought that two strings of colored lights over our pre lit tree hid the fact that Simon had walked off with all the ornaments. Don't you?

Merry (belated) Christmas and Happy New Year!