Tiny Bit

"Tiny bit" is something James likes to say. So in order to move my last blog down, here is a tiny bit of happenings and goofy things bouncing around my mind.

-Hannah said today, while planning her birthday when she is a much older girl, like her Auntie who just turned 15, that she would like to have a party with boys and girls at a park. She will make a Thundercake with strawberries, have a bowl full of candies that the kids can grab - GET THIS...Any time they want. And they will play games that older kids like to play like I Can Do That, because that is a good family game. Also, she thinks they would like to play flashcards. Jason and I can come too. I love that girl.

-Today James was such a crybaby. This very cute little boy who is smaller and younger than James was in a rambunctious mood and kept pushing James. My son kept going WAAA WAA WAAA the whole time at the kid's museum. He was tired so I think it made him have a short rope today, but geesh. So I told Jason about it and he made James practice saying, "Hey! Don't push me." And then James cracked up and said, "Hey. No puh Names." And then his daddy told him to say it mean. Then James growled a very loud growly-bear growl, and said, "MEAN!" He he.

-Phillip is working on a couple of teeth. He has two already which are so adorable. We call him snaggle tooth or hippopotamus, because they look like hippo teeth since one is on the top and the other is on the bottom. He's fat and cute, and everything I love in babies. Last night he was sitting up on the floor while James' class was doing a craft. Our Presbytera (priest's wife) asked if he ever fell backwards and I was all, "Well, he hasn't in a while, so I'm sorta holding my breath here while I help this kid, but I think he's good..." and so I ended up sitting down next to Phil to make sure he didn't. But shortly thereafter he did, while I was right next to him. And it was pretty hard, poor guy. He cried, I nursed, then we were both OK. That kind of stuff always happens to me.

-One day when we were visiting some friends, I told them proudly that I potty-trained James. He shortly thereafter peed all over their carpet. Wonderful.

-We've got lots of tomatoes and chili peppers. I foresee lots of hot salsa this Labor Day weekend.

-It's getting a little darker in the evenings, which makes bedtime for my kids easier, which reminds me it's about that time.

Have a good weekend!