Happy Memorial Day

Sunday play time

That's not my name

We were eating dinner tonight at the bar, the usual weekday habit when Adam is working late. I'd asked Owen a favor, but I'd accidentally called him Lauren. Such is life on a Friday evening after a long week!

Anyway, the kids were teasing me that I'd said the wrong name. I told them the story of their great grandpa, Adam's dad's dad. He had so many grandsons that instead of calling them by their names, he'd made up nicknames for them. For example, Uncle Aaron was Slim, and Adam was Shorty. The kids thought this was pretty funny.

They were each on one side of me, and while leaning this way and that talking to each other, they were spilling black beans all over the floor. I made the comment that we should try to go at least one meal without spilling food on the floor. Lauren asked, "Why, so Thinny doesn't get mad when he gets home?"

Out of context

The kids and I were shopping in S.am's C.lub this afternoon, and they're always on the lookout for "zamples". We passed one stand where they were offering energy drinks of some sort, and Owen asked me if they could try some. I told him no, that they were drinks for adults. His response: "Oh, it's sangria?"

Love this!

Now playing: Dancing Six Year Old!

We had some local family over tonight for dessert to celebrate Lauren's sixth birthday. The kids wanted to put on a show for them before we opened presents. This is what we got:

Competitive spirit

Too funny to hear my preschooler tell his uncle "You're going down! Bring it on!" while playing the W.ii with him!

Mother's Day Tea at preschool

Where does she pick this stuff up?

As we drove past the park this afternoon I reminded the kids that they had soccer tomorrow. Lauren said she didn't want to go anymore, and I asked her why not, since she's the fastest one on the team. Seriously, you should see the girl run! So she replies, "Well, I am like a rocket. I was built in the 90's!"