Out of the Mouths of Babes #4

Liam (with exposed belly) uttered the following in serious super-hero tones:

Super, SUPER, belly button blaster!

Out of the Mouths of Babes #3

As I finished replacing a sprinkler the other day, Liam, somehow managed to open our sticky front door whereupon he discovered a baby bottle filled with what he believed was water. He promptly took a gulp from the oh-so-tempting container discarding the paper funnel stuck in the nipple-less bottle top. I looked up to see him at the front window with tongue hanging and drool crippling down his little chin. I quickly came to his aid, assessed the situation, and discovered the demise of my VINEGAR filled fruit fly trap and the subsequent surprise of my three-year-old! Poor kid!

FYI Apple cider vinegar, a little dish soap, and water in a small dish attracts and kills fruit flies like no other. Regular "water-look-alike" vinegar...not so much.

This was my first and most likely last attempt with the funnel method. Apple cider vinegar might work better I'm sure, but that could easily be mistaken as apple juice!

Out of the Mouths of Babes #2

Liam: Momma, when the baby cracks (like an egg, most likely of the dinosaur variety), we could play wiffit.

Momma: Well, (laughing) babies don't really crack. They kind of...uh...slide out.

Liam: The baby'll swide out, go "WHEEEE," and THEN we could play wiffit.

Guess Who's Three!

It's a...

GIRL!

Yippee! I'm not boy trapped anymore! (For those of you unfamiliar with this phrase because you have not spoken to an elementary age girl lately, "boy trapped" refers to a girl sandwiched between two boys when sitting at the lunch table or in any other circumstance. Such an occurrence can result in the disastrous transference of cooties and swine flu.)

What's that? "Names?" you ask? Good question. Really good question. I'm having a hard time with that, but enjoying the uncertainty this time. Liam's name was pretty set in stone, so it's nice to have a change, and you know I can't wait for little dresses!