Go Saints Go!

Miles has had this jersey for about two years and is thrilled that it finally fits!


Fortunately when we venture out of the house he agrees to put something on underneath it....for now, anyway.

I need some gasoline!

Miles discovered some leftover baby supplies in a drawer today. Included was a bottle of lotion, hand sanitizer, diaper rash cream (a.k.a. butt paste), and gasoline.

Gasoline?!

Ohhhh, VASOLINE!

The original purpose of this little tub of vasoline was to keep Weston's wienskie moist after his circumcision. It got tucked away in a drawer and was forgotten about for a good year. This new discovery was fascinating for both boys. Here's Miles explaining to Weston that gasoline is yellow because yellow was once his favorite color, and so the guys at the gasoline factory made it yellow.



Miles must have seen someone apply vasoline to his/her lips at some point in his life because he just couldn't stop himself from doing it. And so all day we heard "Mom! I'm putting on some gasoline! You want some, too?" Tanner and I exchanged glances each time (you know, the this is not good kind of look) but rolled with it. Finally Tanner couldn't take it anymore and told Miles that was enough gasoline for one day, then brought me the container and said, "We've GOT to get rid of this." Can you imagine if Weston would get a hold of it?! Or how Miles' face would look after the 182nd layer of vasoline was applied?

Oh goodness. I'm glad we nipped this one in the bud.

More frequent posts??

Angie and Elisabeth do a good job of documenting the daily shenanigans of their respective kiddos. I admire that about them. Well, I admire a lot of things about them. That's just one example.

So I'm going to try following in their footsteps (Charlie: insert joke here about ESPD's big feet) and jot down some of the daily monkey business being conducted on Jadden Lane. I'll set the bar high and start with two...

1. Tanner stayed home from work today because he was not feeling well. This was strange. Very strange. I feared he was on his death bed because he just doesn't do that kind of thing. But he did, and it proved to be very good for him. I took the boys to school (which meant we were fashionably late - but just in time for breakfast!) and during the entire drive there, Miles started every single sentence with "Daddy, you know what? I mean Mommy, you know what?" Clearly he's used to having his father bring him to school. Anyway, he asked me if I thought it was okay that daddy was home sick and alone.

"It's okay for daddy to be home alone when he's sick, right daddy? I mean right mommy?"

What a great question! When he or Westy stay home sick, there's always an adult there to take care of them. I reassured him that daddy would be just fine, and that he'd probably be sleeping for most of the day anyway.

2. Weston has picked up on two new tricks: filling his cheeks with air and then smashing them together with his palms to make a funny noise, as well as making a popping noise by putting his finger in his mouth and pulling it out fast. Here are the step-by-step instructions on the latter in case you want to try for yourself. Miles has this move mastered and Westy thinks he does, too. He's really nowhere close to making the noise, but he gets an A++ for effort! I tried to capture it on video tonight but failed miserably. As soon as Westy started performing, Miles decided to pull down his pants and dance around. Hmmmm. Kind of ruined my ability to post the video online.

What will happen tomorrow? I can't wait to find out!