James was complaining that there was something in his mitts. I asked him what it was. He said "summer things". I told him to shake it out. He did. Next time I'll seek more clarification.
There are some days where it's more clear than others that I'm the father of three boys. This was the middle-born's handy work (the picture doesn't really give you a feel for how wet the mud was). He was quite pleased with his 3-year old self. At least it's a sign of spring?
Nate shared what he learned in preschool with us at the dinner table today. Apparently the girl from Korea taught him how to say "butt" in Korean. I guess some interests are universal...
Overheard at the Costco cafeteria from a mom trying to fill up her child's sippy cup from the soda fountains, "I can't believe they don't have any juice, not even Fruitopia..."
Nate, "James, do you cheer for me?" James, "Yeah." Nate, "Is it because I win so many games?" James, "Yeah." Nate, "That's because God gave me wisdom." (but not humility...)
Making birthday cards with the boys. Feeling pretty crafty. I used Sara's Cricut to make the shapes. They try and get you to purchase their pre-made shapes, but I managed to overlap enough shapes to make a Lego minifigure. They didn't even have a triangle shape, so I had to use some upside down 'v's for the slope of the body and a letter 'c' for the hands.
James has a bit of a routine where after he's tucked in for bed, he asks to go to the washroom and then spends a good 10-15 minutes sitting on the potty reading books to himself. A while back, we tried to reduce that time by removing the books from the washroom. First night in, things are still taking a ridiculously long time, so I decide to check up on him (he's been known to take creative license with the use of toilet paper). I peek in the door and he's sitting there with his diaper in his hands unfolded in front of him like he's reading a newspaper and he's intently going over and "reading" all the pictures printed on the outside of the diaper. Sometimes you just can't win...