From the Mouth of Babes...

Another H-ism:

This is a conversation we had while he was idly patting my belly fat this morning...

H: "You have a big belly, Mom."
Me: "It's squishy and jiggly, isn't it? Do you like it?"
H: "Yeah. It's soft. But those," here he points to my diminutive chest "you just put those on in the morning."
Me: "Yes, you're right about that, Son!"

To get ready for the day, some people their 'outfit' on and their 'look' together by getting dressed. Some people put their 'face' on by putting on makeup. Me? I put my boobs on when I put on my bra.


And can I just say, there is no shame in shopping in the little girls' section for clothes, but there is no dignity buying bras from the little girls' bra section. Do I really need ice cream cones or rainbows printed all over my bras? I don't think so.

Careful!

H climbed on my lap at a concert we attended today. This is what he said once he got himself situated:

"Be careful, Mom -- I have hiccups."

Duly noted, little one.

Pumpkin Pies

Esther will have to tell the story of how she ended up with 70 cups worth of pumpkin purée. Here are some pictures documenting the carnage.

Baking the pumpkins:



Gutting the pumpkins:




The pumpkin carcases:



The end result, yummy homemade pumpkin pie:

Smelly, Silly

While holding my crying 4-year old...

Me: You smell nice. (Nuzzling his cozy jammies and soft fuzzy head)

H: It's because my tears smell nice. I cried and my tear saliva spread all over my face. My tear saliva smells like chocolate.

Happy Birthday, J!

So...I thought it would be pretty funny to put 37 candles on the cake I made for J's 37th birthday. The cake was a 4"x8" rectangle with a cupcake in the middle. (It was a camera, but it wasn't impressive, so no pictures.) The candles were placed about 1/4" apart from each other, a motley assortment. The cake was fairly bristling with candles, a few of them randomly sparking as they were the relighting kind.

I was right. It was funny. The heat from the candles melted some of the frosting off the cake. The blown-out candles made so much smoke I thought the smoke detector was going to go off. It was fantastic!

Happy Birthday, J!

BfD

When I ask my boys, "Should we have pancakes for dinner?" and they reply in the affirmative with a resounding cheer, "Yay!!!" I think, "I have the best kids in the whole world!"

"Between the Folds"

In choosing our netflix movie to watch tonight, I suggested the above title. J had watched part of it on a business trip a little while ago. His input? "There are some super-nerdy people in this movie," followed immediately by, "You'll really like it!" What's that supposed to mean, J? But you know what? I really did. I highly recommend this PBS documentary on Origami. Wow. So very cool. And yes, super-nerdy. Which I am. And totally okay with.