Thank you for my advent calendar. As you can see, I'm really enjoying it this year.
Love,
Keegan
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Car Talk
All Logan does in the car is talk. I mean, seriously. It doesn't matter how far we're going or how long we're in the car...he still talks from start to finish. From the time we get in the car till the time we get out. Here are some of the "conversations" I remember from today. I use the term "conversations" loosely because I'm trying to concentrate on driving, Gavin is off in his own little world, and Keegan is sucking on his pacifier. So basically it's just Logan talking out loud to himself.
CONVERSATION #1: First God was born, then Santa was born, and then the dinosaurs, and then us. Don't forget that, Gavin. That's the order it goes in. Right, mom? First God, then Santa, then the dinosaurs, then the people. That's the way it is. First God, then Santa, then............
CONVERSATION #2: Boys rule. Girls drool. Except mom. She's in with boys, I guess. 'Cause that's all we have in this family. And mom says we're not allowed to have any more kids.
CONVERSATION #3: Mom, how old do you have to be to drink beer? 'Cause when I was little, I think Daddy gave me a sip of beer. And that's SO BAD! Daddy broke the rule of beer! And I really, really don't want him to go to jail!!!!!!!!! Then we wouldn't have any stuff cause he wouldn't be able to work and so we would be poor children. (silence) Oh, and plus I would miss him.
CONVERSATION #4: Mom!!!!!!! STOP!!!! You're going too fast! Cause the speed limit says 70 and you're going a little bit more than 70, but a little bit less than 80! Mom!!!!!!!!! STOP!!!!!!!!!!! You're breaking the rule of the speed limit. Cause that signs says that you are supposed to go 70. Mom! Go faster! Cause now you're going a little bit less than 70, but a little bit more than 60! Mom!!!!!! STOP right there!!!!!!! You're going exactly right. You're going EXACTLY 70! That's exactly right! Oh no! Mom! You're.............
CONVERSATION #1: First God was born, then Santa was born, and then the dinosaurs, and then us. Don't forget that, Gavin. That's the order it goes in. Right, mom? First God, then Santa, then the dinosaurs, then the people. That's the way it is. First God, then Santa, then............
CONVERSATION #2: Boys rule. Girls drool. Except mom. She's in with boys, I guess. 'Cause that's all we have in this family. And mom says we're not allowed to have any more kids.
CONVERSATION #3: Mom, how old do you have to be to drink beer? 'Cause when I was little, I think Daddy gave me a sip of beer. And that's SO BAD! Daddy broke the rule of beer! And I really, really don't want him to go to jail!!!!!!!!! Then we wouldn't have any stuff cause he wouldn't be able to work and so we would be poor children. (silence) Oh, and plus I would miss him.
CONVERSATION #4: Mom!!!!!!! STOP!!!! You're going too fast! Cause the speed limit says 70 and you're going a little bit more than 70, but a little bit less than 80! Mom!!!!!!!!! STOP!!!!!!!!!!! You're breaking the rule of the speed limit. Cause that signs says that you are supposed to go 70. Mom! Go faster! Cause now you're going a little bit less than 70, but a little bit more than 60! Mom!!!!!! STOP right there!!!!!!! You're going exactly right. You're going EXACTLY 70! That's exactly right! Oh no! Mom! You're.............
a medium butt
ME: (said to Jay...and I didn't know the kids were listening) Do these jeans make my butt look big?
JAY: No, actually it looks teeny (I've trained him well!)
GAVIN: Let ME see!
I turn around, reluctantly.
GAVIN: It looks medium.
JAY: No, actually it looks teeny (I've trained him well!)
GAVIN: Let ME see!
I turn around, reluctantly.
GAVIN: It looks medium.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
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