My mom turned 60 yesterday! I'd been prepping Dallen on how old she was and also to tell her happy birthday. I said, "You know how you're FOUR and Dawsen is TWO? Grandma is SIXTY! That's a lot, huh?!" When we got to her house he delivered his happy birthday perfectly (which probably pleased him more than me). When I asked him if he remembered how old Grandma is he said, "SIXTEEN!!" Hmmm...I'm sure she'll take it.
Loving these boys.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
What Daddies Do
Today during playtime at preschool the kids were upstairs with the play kitchen arranging their pretend family. Audrey deemed herself the mommy, Kayla the daughter, Dawsen the little baby and Dallen would be the daddy. After being frustrated with Dawsen for not laying down and pretending to be a little baby I had to tell them he'd be the little brother, but we couldn't make him be a little baby if he didn't want to be. After a few minutes Dallen found some dinosaurs and came downstairs into the family room to play by himself. I said, "Don't you wanna go upstairs and play with the other kids?" to which he replied, "I AM playing with the other kids." Okay. Whatever. A few minutes later Kayla called down the stairs, "Dallen, come up here! You're supposed to be the daddy!" Dallen said, "I AM being the daddy, Kayla! I'm at WORK!"
Loving these boys.
Loving these boys.
Pizza Pan
Dallen saw the movie Hook for the first time about a month or so ago and, to my true surprise, loved it. He ironically didn't care for the movie Peter Pan AT ALL. Still doesn't. Anyway...he loves to dress up as Hook (pics to come) and talk about Pizza Pan. We've diligently worked to correct him, but I have to admit it's pretty funny. So for now he will remain arch enemy, Pizza Pan.
A couple days ago I was at the hospital for a bloodtest and Dallen had come along dressed in full Hook gear. The lady at the front desk said, "Oh! How cute are you! Are you a prince today?" Dallen gave her the nastiest crusty, walked right up to her and stuck his hand (with the hook) in her face as if to say, "What's your problem lady? Didn't you see the hook?"
Loving these boys.
A couple days ago I was at the hospital for a bloodtest and Dallen had come along dressed in full Hook gear. The lady at the front desk said, "Oh! How cute are you! Are you a prince today?" Dallen gave her the nastiest crusty, walked right up to her and stuck his hand (with the hook) in her face as if to say, "What's your problem lady? Didn't you see the hook?"
Loving these boys.
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