Whooohooo! FEVER! Yes!

Brother is home from school today because he had fever last night. When we discovered it - he was VERY excited. He actually threw himself into the air and then flipped around on the floor chanting something like, "NO SCHOOL, NO SCHOOL".

He seems fine today but its good for him to have a day home with Mommy to chill. And to play lizards. Right now they are out on a drive in a new taxi. Lightening McQueen is the taxi's friend. Now we're talking about fly swatters. Pronounced "flies water". Whoops - now I'm batgirl. He is Super Bear. Wow. I gotta go.

Expressing my love ;)

I usually ended up writing funny little anecdotes about our day or parenting in general here on the blog (in a maybe slightly sarcastic tone) - just because that's what comes naturally. But today what's coming naturally to me is sharing a few pictures of these guys and just hoping they make someone else smile even half as much as they do me. No matter that we were running late for school and I hadn't signed in to work yet, yada, yada... I had to slow down and take a few pictures today. I know it's because I'm their mother. I know all mothers feel this way (which is actually a survival mechanism I believe -because if we didn't - how would we get through some days?!) - anyway, MY GOODNESS... my son and daughter (and their daddy :)) just make my days. Look how funnily perfect they are.

Always on top of things, Little Bitty brings Brother his lunch box as he finishes

putting on his shoes.

They're about to the car... but I call them back to take more pictures.
Look at them. Don't you want to just eat them up?! Daddy said Little Bitty looked like a Latin disco dancer today. Made me laugh.

Just one of the stimulating conversations from this morning...

Me: Honey, do you have MORE po-po in your pants?

Little Bitty: mmmmm??

Me: Po-po? Did you do more? I smell something stinky.

Little Bitty smiles but does not respond.

Me: Can I look in your pants?

I peak down the back of her shorts.

Me: You did. MORE po-po!

Little Bitty (acting as surprised as I am and then dancing): Yeahhhh! PO-PO, PO-PO, PO-PO!!

He's MY little guy

When we pick Brother up from school he is usually playing with one or two other boys from his class. They give each other hugs good-bye (very boyish, almost violent hugs) and then we are on our way. Today Brother was playing with Sadie. Sadie is a girl. She is five (way older than my sweet little guy). Brother referred to Sadie as his girlfriend. Then, she got in on the hug action when it was time for Brother to go home. They hugged, then hugged again - then again. Instead of the boyish violent hugs, it was kind of giggly and sweet. After the third one I kind of yelled, "OK, THAT'S ENOUGH" in a high-pitched nervous voice. I suddenly wanted to tell this five year old girl to "LET GO OF MY LITTLE BOY!" And maybe give her a mean look to scare her away.

Hazah! (Or something like that)

We went to The Renaissance Festival yesterday... it was a beautiful day, and we all enjoyed it. Some of the people attending were as entertaining as the people performing. It is so interesting to see people all decked out in their Renaissance wear that they must save all year in their closet for this one occasion. I think the general public should really be more accepting of men in tights and women with huge overflowing bosoms year round. It's a shame to save these outfits for one event a year.

On to the pics...

Yes, they each got a wooden sword as a souvenir. Great idea, no?!

An action shot. (And if you see a red lightening bolt on Brother's head - no worries - it is his Harry Potter scar that we draw on with red marker. He's been wearing it for about a week now. And I laugh at people in Renaissance wear...I know.)

This is how Little Bitty rode in her stroller, with the threat of gouging anyone in her pathThis was Brother's favorite knight and horse in the jousting
Our little Dragon Slayer

Daddy asked Brother on the way out if he wanted to get "knighted" by the Queen. As luck would have it, this was the one thing that YES, he definitely wanted to do (he was not up for riding the flying dragon slayer or bouncing in the bounce house or getting his face painted... or even getting his picture taken with the Queen.) But, by golly, he really wanted to be knighted. Well, the line was LONG (we didn't notice this before mentioning it to him) and we had plans with friends that we were about to be late for - so I went to the front of the line and watched the Queen knight some other kids, came back and convinced him that I was able to knight people. So, in the middle of the festival I had him kneel down while I performed a very abbreviated version with his wooden sword tapping him on the shoulders and ceremoniously repeating some made-up knight-like words. He was satisfied and we called him Sir for a few minutes.

The Many Looks of Little Bitty

I LOVE a girl who wears her high heels while using her power tools.

The following series is Little Bitty modeling one of her bandanna dresses...Mommy is on a roll.

Oh, ok then.

Me: Why are you wiping your hands on the COUCH CUSHIONS??

Brother: Because they're SLIMY from eating PICKLES!

Duh.