Flying Squirrel

Drew appeared beside my bed at 6:30 this morning totally naked and asking, "Is there something called a flying squirrel?"

"Get some clothes on kid and come back at eight!" was what I wanted to say.

But instead I pulled him into bed with me and educated him on flying squirrels (well...I gave him as much info as I could recall at 6:30!!).

Then here comes Evan. Evan wanted to know all about bats. Seriously?! Where is Daddy when I need him? Ben was working so this "The More You Know" segment was brought to you by Mom.

Pomp and Circumstance

Evan graduated from preschool last week. sob. sob. I cannot believe he is getting so old and will be headed to kindergarten in the Fall. It seems like once kids go off to school they become "part of the world" and are not just little babies in mama's nest. At least next year it's only half-day kindergarten; I'm really not ready to send this little birdie off yet. "tweet, tweet."

Once again, for Evan the best part of graduation was wearing the costume!

Where's Drew?

Tonight I told Drew to get in bed and I would be in to tuck him in. Here's how I found him in his room:He is hiding under a little circle Ikea rug I bought for his room. The picture doesn't show it, but he was originally covering his butt with his hands -- I'm guessing he expected me to smack his butt for not following instructions. But instead...I ran to get the camera! Third kid, what do you expect?!

After realizing I wasn't going to punish him, he showed me what he calls "the taco."

Another Drew story:

We were getting ready to go though the car wash today and I was teasing Drew and told him that I was going to open his window in the middle of the wash.

Trying to convince me that it was a bad idea he said, "Remember, you love me."