I need a sign

It was late the missus had put Michael to bed and told him only get up if you need to potty. Sitting in the living room we hear a crash. I get up and head to his room to find him standing next to his bed with a book in hand laying on the bed.

Now I'm am glad he likes books and enjoys being read to, but it is late.

I say: "What are you doing?"
Sprog: "I am picking up the book. It just fell of the shelf"
Me: "Oh did it now and I guess it just jumped right into your bed too."
Sprog: "Dad you know what I need, I need a sign on my door that says 'No Dad Allowed' so you stay out of my room"

Ooops I couldn't keep a straight face...wonder why.

Kindergarten

So, at breakfast Michael and I are talking and we get on the subject of him turning 5 and going into Kindergarten and he says:

When I'm 5 and I'm in Kindergarten I'll wipe my own butt because they don't do that for you when you're in Kindergarten.


...............it's nice to know that he paid attention to something that we said (we are trying to get him to wipe his own butt and make the potty in general a more private thing.....ugh)

blvd

On the way to school today, Michael read the street sign and new that the abbreviation blvd. means boulevard. His knowledge is simply amazing. He also asked what the numbers meant on the street sign. He's so inquisitive!

1st place

Michael placed 1st in all of his races(50, 100, 200) on Wednesday. He was very proud of himself as are we.

Sir Milky

Michael has dubbed Daniel "Sir Milky" since that is all that he eats.

Michael has been very eager to be able to feed Daniel. Michael was allowed to give Daniel a bottle today. He did a great job and was very proud of himself for feeding his little brother.

The witty one and heckler

Act 1 (witty one)
My lovely wife got me a great t-shirt for Valentine’s Day. It is a simple black shirt with DILLIGAF on the front. For those reading and not in the know, DILLIGAF stands for “Does It Look Like I Give A F**k”

Today the wife and I were having a conversation about how someone at the office, in the know about DILLIGAF, took it, and trying to come up with less offensive versions of the acronym. My first try was “Does It Look Like I’m Fat” missing the all important letters of G and A. Then I tried “Does It Look Like I’m Good At Football” where by the oldest responds “no it says Does It Look Like I’m Good At Fartball” For almost 5 he is quick on the draw with his wit.

Act 2 (heckler)
We went to the Renaissance Festival a few days ago and while watching the “Mud Show”, where 2 guys wallow in mud and act out Shakespeare’s Richard the III, our marvelous older child shouted out, at just the right moment
“You are genius poopooheads”.
His banter got more laughs then the characters on stage.

Polygamy

Michael told his dad that he was going to marry Aleks the other day and it was a secret.

He finally told me last night and then this morning in the car said it again followed by:

"I'm going to marry Josh, too and Ava" :P

....my little polygamist ::)