So Clever

About once a week we go to my dad's shop to have "big fries with Grandpa and Unc Ev". After our lunch Dylan went upstairs to raid the Tootsie Roll bowl, and came down with one in each pocket. My brother grabbed one from him and dropped it down his shirt to hide it from him. Then said, "Look. I'm going to be a magician." So he told Dylan to close his eyes and pulled the candy out of his shirt and told Dylan to open his eyes as he magically pulled it out of Dylan's ear. Of course DVS squealed about it because it was the coolest thing. My brother was feeling like the most awesome uncle in the world. And if it's fun once, then naturally it's still funny a second time. So he did it again, but Dylan didn't think it was as neat this time. Dylan took his candy back from Evan and said, "Unc Ev, close you eyes."

My boy is no dummy.

Things That Make Me Happy

What makes me the happiest these days is when Dylan says, "Okay, Mom." These two little words are heaven on my ears and my heart. It means he's going to do what I asked without arguing, and I don't have to decide whether or not we have to have a fight about it or not. What may make me the second happiest is to hear, "Okay, Dad." Because that means I'm not going to hear, "I need Mom!" screeched at the top of his lungs. Which is a phrase that may make me the craziest.

The whole family snuggling in our bed on Saturday morning while I doze makes me happy.

Sneaking time to read a book makes me happy as much as a clean house.

That Dylan can say complete sentences that I understand most of the time makes me happy. I love this picture because Dylan is reading a book to Mela. It makes me happy that he thinks she's his friend.
Dylan showing me a happy face makes me happy. Him saying, "I need to kiss you cheek," makes me very happy.

Dylan singing "Sunbeam" to Maisy so that she'll stop crying makes me happy. Then I laugh when he says, "He hurt my ears."

Maisy only waking up once during the night makes me happy. Unfortunately this doesn't happen every night.

Maisy's hair falling out makes me sad. Her male pattern baldness is getting worse, but she's still cute. She's started smiling and cooing a bit and she's adorable.

My husband makes me happy, because he's worked hard doing something he hates. Manual labor. He's pulled out all the awful bushes in our backyard so that someday we can have something nice back there.

What Are the Odds

Today we were in the backyard blowing bubbles. Mela has to be put in the house while we do this, because she jumps up and tries to eat all the bubbles regardless of who's in her way. So we were all outside, when I decided I needed to call Wes about something or other. Well, Mela had jumped up and hit the lock on the sliding glass door, effectively locking us out. I had to go across the street to the neighbor's to use the phone to call Wes to let us in. Seriously, how did she hit the lock?

Also today, I asked Dylan who loved him the most. When he hesitated, I said, "I love you the most." He said, "No, I love trucks the most." Just in case I was wondering where I stood in my son's affections, it's below trucks.

When Dylan woke up from his nap today, his hair was all wet and sweaty. So he came out telling me that he'd washed his hair, because it was wet. He was just a little confused. Lots of us are when we first wake up.

The Funnies

Dylan has said some things lately that just crack me up and I need to get them down before I forget.

Like: Mom, carry me. I'm too big to walk.

Or: Put him in him bed.

Unfortunately I think my mushy brain has already forgotten the others I was thinking of.

Quitter

Today I want to quit. Yesterday was insane and I had Wes to help. Today Wes is doing things that need to get done, like digging up the rotten fence posts in the pasture. But that means I am el solo one more day this week. My house is disgusting. I'm disgusting. My kids are starting to border on disgusting. Really we'll all be fine and I'm being a whiner.

Bath Time

Anyone who knows me, knows that I'm not a fan of girls who think they're princesses. But that I can also be a bit of a diva about my hair. So now I have this little girl who is starting in on the hair diva route. Dylan has always and to this day hated washing his hair. Maisy on the other hand thinks it's divine.

A Quandary

So you know in Star Wars III when Anikin says, "If you're not with me, you're against me." Then Obi Wan says, "Only the Sith deal in absolutes." Which is incorrect unto itself by saying, "only." But in Empire Strikes Back, Yoda says, "Do or do not. There is no try." Again that would be a Jedi dealing in absolutes. So does that mean that Obi Wan just has not idea what he's talking about?

Am I getting enough sleep if this is what I'm thinking about while I clean the house?