Skill ups

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Keeghan woke up from his nap this morning and when I walked in, he greeted me with, “I DIRTY I DIRTY I DIRTY.” After I removed his (yes, dirty) diaper, he whipped out his dimples, announced that he was “All done!” and tried to roll over. Yes, very funny.

Ian last night during his bedtime book: Mommy, you forgot to read ‘boom.’
Me: oh, really. Which one says ‘boom?’
Ian: (puts his finger right on it) this one. See? B-O-O-M. So you just read that BOOM!

Yes, very funny. I will no longer be accepting “I don’t know” as an answer, you.

Overheard

Michael: HOOOOAHHH
Ian: HOOOOAHHH
Michael: That’s right. You gotta do the sound effects or it doesn’t count.
Me: oh, is that the rule? It only counts if you yell about it? HERE I AM FEEDING THE BABY.
Michael: I love you.
Me: YEP, YEP, JUST GIVING THE KIDS LUNCH. SINCE WE’VE DECIDED EVERYTHING MUST BE HERALDED BY SHOUTING.
Michael: yes. Frat House.
Ian: mommy, why does Daddy keep saying Rat House?
Me: no, honey, Frat house. It’s short for fraternity house, which means a house full of brothers.
Ian: oh. Is this (Cliff Bar) for me?

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Ladies’ Man

So far today, he’s head-butted me, bitten me, and pulled my hair. I hope he doesn’t think those dimples mean he can get away with that forever.

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See the red mark on my head? Nothing wrong with his aim.

PS: Someone’s turning 8 months old today!