Mr. Monkey Pants

This post is for my sister, Stephanie and her kids, Aly and Luke. We love Crew's new monkey pants- thank you! =) We had to roll them up a bit, but they are just too cute and he'll grow out of them so quickly, that's why we're letting him wear them now. And that irresistible shirt?! Adorable as well, plus it makes for great practice for the kids learning their letters.

I think thw world would be a happier place if we all sewed a little toy to our pockets and had the option of "pulling out some fun" whenever our days called for it. It almost makes me want to be a kid all over again.

Almost. =)

Speaking of kids...I am bombarded with cute kid sayings and "drama" every day and don't document it near enough. So I'll cover just a few from the past week that I can recall.

Ava picked out Barbie cereal at the store and was trying to figure out what one of the marshmallow shapes was in her bowl the other morning. {Really now, did you even know they made Barbie cereal??!! I don't think it has any nutritional value, but it does make your milk change color.} Anyway, she said, "Is this supposed to be the butterfly marshmallow?", to which Brock responds, "No. It doesn't have an exoskeleton so it's definitely not a butterfly."

I just smiled and was pleased to think that our money for tuition is paying off in 4th grade science class at this point in time!

Then there was Bella's observation, "Why do babies love their mommies so much...Crew loves you the best." Uh...I didn't get too far into that except to say that after growing inside a mommy so long they just feel more safe and clam around their mommies. I have to admit though, he is a little momma's boy right now, and I am totally okay with that.

Even Wyndham makes us smile at some of her antics and dances and choices she makes these days. She is loving our little Flip video and I just may have to post her "live" here if I can figure out how to link a video to the blog.

All in all I really am amazed that kids can add so much fun and joy to life in such small and simple ways. I love that I know about stuff like "Horton's Whoberry Shampoo" and how loud kids can sing to a Camp Rock soundtrack. I love that they think store-bought pumpkin sugar cookies are reason to proclaim their love for me, even though all I do is preheat an oven, break the dough apart and bake for 10 minutes. I love that I was thrust into motherhood "against my will" but that my heart has forever been changed as a result and I am a better person for having my "will broken".

I am just grateful today for little things like monkeys sewn into pockets and Johnson's baby wash. I may be sleep-deprived but I'm still able to see the simple blessings in our days. Here's to doing that in our lives...it makes it so much more fun.