His Brother's Keeper

One day during Dawsen's nap I checked on him only to find a random piece of bread on his head. When I asked Dallen if he put it there he quickly admitted it was him and said, "I was watching him sleep and thought he might be hungry when he wakes up so I got him a snack." Ahhhh... Eneryone needs a buddy like that. :)

Bottom's Up!

A few months ago we got a new couch for the family room which has become Dawsen's favorite place to crash (and drool) each afternoon. He's a BIG boy, but still seems so small when I find him in positions like this!

Laundry Surprises

When I wash Dawsen's laundry it's perfectly normal to find a random object or two thrown in with the clothes, but this week was a doozey! Check out all this loot from his laundry hamper!

Prayers

Dawsen has taken to clasping his hands together during prayers instead of folding his arms. Dallen also did this for awhile and I'm not really sure where they picked it up other than maybe church pictures. A few weeks ago Terron was praying and I gave him a signal to stretch it out a bit longer so I could quietly snag the camera and snap a picture. Okay, so it wasn't the most reverent by me, but it just had to be done. :)

Dallenisms

Every child seems to have weird words or phrases that they struggle to pronounce correctly, right? I think they're cute. They add personality. Terron and I decided early on that although we would continue using the CORRECT words ourselves, we WOULDN'T correct them (unless they asked) until it got to a point that it actually mattered.

Dallen's going to Kindergarten this fall and it's starting to matter to me. I mean, how's he going to learn how to spell things if he thinks the word is pronounced completely different? The second thing is that Dawsen is picking up on some of his mistakes, thinking that's really the way something should be said. We certainly don't need that.

From the beginning Dallen called girls grills. "I LIKE grills, Mommy!" "You're a grill and I'm a boy." Awhile ago he started catching on (on his own) that the pronunciation was different. Now he pronounces girl just right. The problem? We now have "girl-cheese sandwiches for lunch. Oh dear...

Easily his favorite mispronunciation is making the first syllable of a word "be." "I'll betect (protect) you from the fire dragon!" "I'm so becided (excited) and beprised (surprised) that we get to have our friends over!" Let's betend (pretend) you're the student and I'm the teacher." Rest assured that there is no "be" added to the majority of his sentences, but when we do here them, those are the words we hear the most.

The day will come when there will be no more Dallenisms. And I have to admit that as much as they occasionally drive me crazy, I'll be the first to miss them.

Loving these boys.

Aw...crap! :)

Last Saturday Terron was working on framing the basement and left the garage door open. Dawsen escaped (of course) and I found him standing on the grass in the front yard. After a quick rebuke to get inside he said, "Mommy, there's poop on the grass!"

"Dog poop?" I replied

"No, MY poop!"

His underpants proved perfectly clean, but there was a little on his foot so I'm led to believe that he seriously dropped his drawers and unloaded in the front yard.

We are SO white trash. :)

Loving these boys.

Only In The Land Of Pretend...

The boys were pretending this morning that they were planting a garden. Their pretend garden included all of the usuals, but at some point Dallen asked Dawsen to hand him the the noodle seeds. Noodle seeds? Only in the land of pretend. To tell them or not to tell them....hehehe.

Loving these boys.