J was messing around with his Magna Doodle this morning and I looked down and he had written the number 10, all on his own. I asked him to make an 8 and he did! He also made a 7 on request. Wow. This kid never ceases to amaze me.
Randy took the boys to the VFW the other night to see some friends we haven't seen in awhile. I stayed home, just to bask in some silence for a few hours. Jameson came home yelling, "MOMMY! I went to the EFW with Daddy and Elvis showed up. It was creepy! Next time we go see Amy, we're going to have Stir Fry with a fish on top." I guess J tried to swipe Elvis' mic, which didn't go over well and Jameson also came home with a pocket full of screw off wine tops and 2.00. Only my kids.
OK. So according to the site I use to see where people are coming from to look at my blog...many of you are finding me because you are Googling the definition of the word "birfday." I used it in one post, a few years ago now, to show how J pronounced the word "Birthday." According to urbandictionary.com, there are a few other meanings I was unaware of. So, if you are looking for more detailed info, pop on over there. You're welcome. And for the person looking for "Whole Foods sneeze into hand, " I can't help. Sorry.
Object du Jour: Various magnetic letters and the Magna Doodle.
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