older gems

Charlie said the following to me last week (or the week before, perhaps) as I was snapping him into his favorite orange pajamas, "Snappies" - "Mom, be careful not to snap my penis, because I love my precious penis." Yes, you and all of your kind, Charles.

Jacob, after a playdate with his pal Elise who lives on a potato farm and raises llamas (sidenote: here in alberta the "a" is pronounced short and curt, as in apple.  which makes no sense to me when i've heard the book "is your mama a llama" read aloud.  kind of throws the whole rhyming point of the book out the window, EH? esp. when mama is being prounounced "momma") "Mom, we should really be brushing Henni's teeth - 'cuz Elise's Mom brushes her baby's teeth."

When  Henry woke up this morning his left eye was stuck shut with some disgusting yellow goop.  It was the most pathetically adorable thing I've ever seen, my little guy kicking, grinning and futilely trying to open up that eye and give me a proper greeting.