I don't have anything to write about today. I'm not sure why I think I should write a post if I don't have anything interesting to share...
We have had a busy, busy week. Two doctors appointments, playgroup, and fun at the science museum with a nursery friend. The boys also have a party on Saturday. It is a superhero party and they are supposed to dress as their favorite superhero. We have nothing superheroish so I'm going to have to go on a hunt for some.
Isaac and Eli had to get their check-ups. Eli doesn't handle shots as well as the other two boys so he was up a lot and cranky, cranky. Both boys got weighed and such. I am surprised Eli is not bigger than I thought he was. He is 14 lbs 1 oz, which I guess is only the 22%. Everyone comments on how long he is but he is only 25 inches, only 38%. He is the only baby we've had that is 4 1/2 months and wearing 3-6 month clothes. He is crazy, scooting all over the floor.
Isaac is still small--24 lbs and 34 inches. I can understand almost everything he says, which is usually fun. On Sunday he yelled during the passing of the sacrament, "Stinky poop!" I said, "Isaac, stop. We don't say that." He then yelled, "No hurt me!" It was pretty funny and equally as embarrassing. The ironic thing is that they had just watched a movie in Bishopric meeting on abuse. Now they all know I abuse my children.
Will is still obsessed with bones and now he is obsessed with death as well. He says, "I don't want to die and go to Jesus' house." I say, "You aren't going to die." He says, "Yes I will, when I get old." At 2 AM while I was helping him go potty he asked where Mike was. I said, "He's in bed." He started crying and said, "But I don't want him to be dead." I guess I better speak more clearly next time. Poor kid.
Well, I could write more but this post is already terribly uninteresting. Who really cares about percentages and funny kidisms except mommies? Right?
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The boys are cute - Elijah looks like you did when you were little.
Mom
I love hearing all about the boys. It helps me feel like I am getting to know them.
When my brother in law was little he yelled the following phrases in the middle of the Sacrament...Patti was mortified:
when being told to be reverent to make Heavenly Father happy, "HEAVENLY FATHER SCARES ME!!"
when being taken out of sacrament for being naughty, "BISHOP, SAVE ME!!"
I actually laughed out loud when I read the "don't hurt me" part. My boys think that one is funny and have used it once or twice just to make me mad - which it does. When they say that, I usually respond, "That sounds like a good idea." All of the sudden it isn't so funny any more. I get the "Oh-crap,-is-he-serious?" deer in the head lights look.
Stay strong. You're doing great.