Tuesday, February 16, 2016
A few days ago, the boys found a hole punch that cuts out 2 inch circles. Micah punched out about 50, and then asked me to write a letter on them to his Dad.
Here it is:
Micah: Aw, mom. You have such a cute wittle belly.
Grey: I know you're frustrated with me, but-
Micah: I'm not frustrated. I'm angry.
Grey: Micah- those pretzels were gluten. That's called PROTECTING. I was protecting you from the gluten!
Micah: I DON'T NEED YOUR PROTECTING.
Micah: You coughed out boogers.
Grey: I know. I just slurried them back in.
Micah: I am an explorer, a climber, a snuggler and a player.
Me: Oh, what I am?
Micah: Hmmm. A work-harder. A needer, I mean, a knitter.
Travis: She's a needer, too.
Micah: Aaaand, a sleeper. Because you're always tired. Dads a sleeper, too.
Travis: What else am I?
Micah: You are a payer, because you always pay people for things. And a Dadder. You're a player and snuggler, too.
Grey: That's a lot, but not a really big much.
Grey: When will the baby in your belly be done growing?
Me: I don't have a baby in my belly right now.
Grey: Fine. How long will it take to start growing one?
Grey: Is it very nice to eat someone that you love?
Me: To eat a person you love?
Grey: To eat someone up because you love them. Is that a good thing?
Me: No. I don't think it's nice to eat anyone.
Grey: But when Max was in the land of the Wild Things, they said "Oh no, please don't go. We'll eat you up we love you so!" I guess monsters just aren't very smart.
Travis: Don't forget that guy is coming over today at one.
Micah: Sir Guy of Gisboure?
Grey: I'm going to run away to a donut shop and come home with a gluten face!
Grey: Look at my big belly!
Travis: Oh, it's SO FAT.
Grey (offended): Not SO fat. That's not very nice to say.
Micah: Look at my big belly!
Grey: His belly isn't even big. He's just bending his back to make it look like that.
Me: I need to go to the bathroom first-
Micah: In whose underwear?
Micah: My elbow has a sort of bone in it. You cannot eat my point-bones.
Me: Hey, lover boy.
Grey: What's a Liver Boy?
Grey: HEY! DON'T CALL ME GREG!