Say What?

Today Sam caught one of the many fuzzy catepillars around the house and brought it in to show Jessica.  He was so proud.

"Jessica, Do you want to see my catepillar?"  Without taking a breath, "His name is Sammy catepillar and he is so dramatic."

Sam hijacked my camera and took this picture of him holding the rock.  I'm not exactly sure how he did it.

I wish I could go back in time and film this moment.  It would make me laugh every time!

Say What?

There is a  song we listen to in the car and the line goes"Oh, I wish I were a little English Sparrow..."

Isaac: "Grace, What is an english sparrow?"
Grace: " It is a little bird."
Isaac: " And he speak English?"

This is Isaac who asked me yesterday if Harry Potter was real.  He would like me to make him a magic wand.  Actually, I saw something on pinterest....

Say What?

Bedtime happened as it usually does.  Jake puts the boys to bed and I do Grace's reading with her.  Then she goes to bed.  After I put Grace to bed, I folded a load of laundry.  Then the boys came down.  Water, a piece of celery, and then I sent them back up to bed.  Sam asked if I would come and read him a book.  Dismissively, I told him after I cleaned up the dishes.  I worked on wiping the counters, throwing the dishes in the dishwasher, and just as I was about to start the pots and pans, I stopped.  Sam is getting bigger and bigger everyday.  He is not a baby.  He is not a toddler.  There will come a day when he might not want me to read to him.  I better soak up every minute while I can. 
In the middle of book two, the boys decided they wanted to "read"  the book too.  So I said the words and then they took turns repeating the words.  Isaac can do "a" or "I" by himself.  They were doing well taking turns when Isaac had to go to the bathroom so we waited for him.  While we were waiting, Sam decided to read the book ALL by himself.
(Picture a dog and boy sitting in the grass.)
It went like this, "The boy loves his puppy.  The puppy loves the boy.  The boy loves his daddy and momma, and sister, and other boy.  They smell something.  It's a barbecue.  It's..... chicken!"  At this point, I burst out laughing ending the commentary.   I'm glad I left the dishes in the sink to spend a moment with some of my favorite people. Why is that such a hard choice sometimes?

Say What?

I sadly missed the actual occurance, but it was too good to not write down.  On Easter we went went to church in Pocatello ID on our way back from Jessica's wedding.  Justin, Wendy, James, Allison and my little family were leaving the building to get back on the road when Sam had to go to the bathroom so I went back inside.  While I was away, poor Isaac got stumped.  James knows that Isaac doesn't retain information very well and wanted to make sure that he was remembering who he was before he left town again.  He says, "What's my name, Isaac?"  Isaac says, "Justin."  Then James points to my brother Justin and says, "What's his name?"  Isaac says, "Justin."  Then Isaac realizes that they both can't be named Justin so he looks at Wendy and whispers, "Help me...."  Poor Isaac!