
(for some reason this pic uploaded sideways, he is enjoying a ride in his sister's car seat)


They are the beginning, middle, and end of my day. They are the reason I get up every day (and not just because Caleb has his fingers under his bedroom door chanting " mommy mommy mommy" for as long as it takes for me to get there). They are the source of more headaches then I can count, as well as being the reason my stomach often hurts because I can stop giggling.
Ahh kids....Can't live with them...go to jail for selling them on ebay.
Tonight while I was making dinner, Joseph had all three kids outside in the backyard with him (ahhh bliss...cooking alone). The door suddenly open and a wailing mess of preschool emerged into the kitchen ...Clay had been sent inside. It took me several minutes to get him to stop crying. I never did get the whole story as to why he was in trouble, but as his cloths were soaking wet I would wager that he either turned on the faucet or took a quick dip in the bird bath.
Once he had calmed down he decided he wanted to help me with dinner, i.e. stand on a chair in the middle of the kitchen in the most inconvenient location possible. I was stirring the rice when the following conversation occurred.
Clay: Careful Momma!! It's hot!!
Me: Yes it is, but mommy is being very careful.
Clay: Momma....It's hot like a ball-cane-OOO...
Me: Like a volcano? (he nods) then mommy had better be extra careful, that's super hot.
Clay: Watch out Momma...it will blow ..Blow...BLOW (miming an explosion with his hands)
Me: (unsuppressed giggles) I'll be careful...thank you baby.
Whatever would I do without that advice???
I thought the first picture was of a twin in a roller coaster. Would probably have been more appropriate, given what you say about what they get up to.
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