Monday Randoms

When Star is crying or fussing, Little Man will go to her, rub her arm and tenderly say (in his sweet little boy voice), "You're okay, honey."  Melts my heart every time.

I love how Little Man says "Icky Mouse" instead of Mickey Mouse.  It reminds me of how Princess used to call Winnie the Pooh "Bear Poo".

Ever since I started potty training when Princess was 18 months old, I've always worried that someone would have an accident in their carseat.  It always seemed to me that it'd be terribly inconvenient and a hassle to have to dis-assemble a carseat and wash the cover which takes several hours.  On Friday, I discovered that I was right.  Thanks, Little Man!

Star figured out how to click her tongue the day after she had her tongue tie clipped.  The day after that, she figured out how to suck on her tongue which looks adorable since she purses her lips really hard to do it.

My little brother replaced the brakes, brake rotors, and windshield wipers on my minivan this weekend.  It may have cost an arm and a leg to purchase the parts, but not having to pay someone to do the repairs was a godsend.

And now, to complete this random posts, how about some random pictures?

Princess with her new violin.

Princess and her cousin rocking out at my brother and sister-in-law's open house this weekend.

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Monday Randoms

This post is linked up at Not Inadequate.

I'm so glad that Little Man has learned the proper usage of "Excuse me".  Because, you know how when you're teaching kids their manners, you say, "Excuse you" to them when they burp or pass gas?  So when they're out with you in public and they burp or pass gas, they look at you and (accusingly, of course) exclaim, "Excuse you!"  And then, no matter how much you try to deny it, nobody believes you when you point to the kid and say, "It was him!"  Ummmm, awkward.

I've come to accept that I will not have privacy in the bathroom for the next few years thanks to small children.  As soon as I close the bathroom door, someone either barges in or bangs on the door repeatedly while screaming like there's a monster standing next to them with fangs bared.  Or, my personal favorite, when Princess body slams the locked bathroom door until it swings open with a bang.
But now, they've taken it to a new level.  I had no sooner closed the bathroom door the other day when I heard little footsteps running down the hallway.  I resigned myself to having company, but instead of coming in the bathroom, Little Man just opened the door and ran back to the kitchen to finish his lunch.  So apparently now, I'm not allowed to close the door.  Period.

Wanna keep a 2 year old busy for over an hour?  Hand him a pair of safety scissors and some scratch paper.  Then keep the vacuum on standby because he's going to cut that paper into such small pieces that it would take you 7 hours just to pick it all up off the floor.  Oh, and hide all important papers in your house because once a 2 year old gets scissor happy, every paper in your house will be shredded within a day and a half.

Armed and dangerous.

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