Here Again

I am so bad at this blogging thing. Pre-kids I was awesome at maintaining my stuff and keeping up wit the latest and greatest widgets and such. Yeah, not so much these days.

Here I go again on my own.. Not really, but let's try this again.

A Typical Convo With Elias

Me: Elias, stop talking to the placemat and eat your food.

Elias: I not talking to the placemat. (giggles maniacally as if I'm a nutjob for saying such a thing) I talking to these. *points to 3 jellybeans*

A Cup'll do ya

 Yummy hot chocolate! I found this of E, taken last Jan. That angelic face is deceiving.

The Violence Continues

Elias is kind of on a roll with the shooting, kicking and in general, "I'm going to beat the crap out of you," phase.

He just sauntered up to the back door and told me, toy rifle in hand, that he, "shot a hog." It made "mean faces", so he had to shoot it.

When I was in the hospital birthing the latest Twigg, he told Shea he was going to shoot a: shark, alligator and a person. So much for her vegetarian, peace loving influence. Hmph.

Driving home from taking Micah to school, Elias says, that he wishes we could run somebody over. Seriously. I told him that would really hurt and squish them. He laughed.

Somebody pray for him.

Yer Fired

Me: Elias, if you don't stop messing with the window, you are going to have to sit in the room.

Elias: No! I not! Cuz I FIRE YOU!

I guess he told me.

Robert just called and told me his unsightly sighting of the day. While driving down the interstate, there was a man wearing nothing but a sweatshirt. A little too much late night partying, maybe? Lucky for you, he didn't take a pic.

Kidisms

Another fly by, random posting... This is a work in progress though.

Elias has discovered the joy of grits. Apparently the word makes no sense in his mind, so he has dubbed them, "footprints". He wakes up in the morning asking for footprints for breakfast.

Both Micah and he call water, watee.

They love to run around singing, "We are toot toots!" No idea where or how it got started. I asked Micah after about a week what a toot toot was and he said a fart. Lovely. They're out of the phase where they insist on saying it before they hang up the phone.

Bananas are beenas to Elias and Micah calls them banas.