Quiet time

So, I'm sitting here watching Cash Cab while the hungry one is doing this:



Time to catch everyone up, well, Shayna posted twice this week and I can't let her one up me! Today was career day at preschool and Bryan went in to talk to the kids about fruits and vegetables. They all loved the apples and grapes, but one girl practically threw up her broccoli! I was trying to hide her as not to start a chain reaction.

This week was a rough one, we started turning off the TV after one show at night only because I went to bed at midnight the other night and the fast one was still sitting up in bed watching a show. I turned it off and next thing I know he's practically hyperventilating. I told him it's okay, he needs to go to sleep. He told me he has horrible dreams when he sleeps in between sobs, so after the 18th time I went in there I told him I'd have to call the doctor and he has to talk to her about him having horrible dreams (good strategy, huh?). He then told me, "that's a great idea." Uh oh! We compromised by letting him have the light on. He was asleep within two minutes.

The fast one - "Hey dad, what's that loving day?" - "Valentines Day?" - The fast one - "Yeah, the one where you make love cards for mom, dad, grandma, grandpa, uncles, aunts, neighbors, sisters, friends, imaginary friends, teachers"

The fast one, still stuck on Michael Jackson - "If you wanna be bad like a nacho man, be like daddy."

The fast one - "I make funny jokes every day." - "Who told you that?" - "Myself"

Bryan - "Kobe is on." - The fast one - "Kobe is not for me."

And the fast one's all time favorite - We were watching the news and the newscaster mispronounced Avatar, he said Evatar. So the fast one thinks it's hilarious to say, all the time, ALL THE TIME - "Evatar, oh I mean Avatar." And you better laugh!