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We were at Mom and Dad's on Saturday doing the clean-up from the garage sale madness.  James and Teagan went with either Grandma or Grandpa to drop off books at Half-Price books or take stuff to the Salvation Army.  I knew it was a mistake sending Grandma to a bookstore to get rid of 8 bins, yes 8! and not expect her to come back with anything.  She got Teagan the Tinker Bell movie as a thank you for all her help.

Grandma, Aunt Sarah, James, Teagan, and Ireson were all piled on the bed watching.  Grandpa, the studio audience, was in his reading chair and commented to Teagan, "Ya know Teagan...  All these fairies never toot."

James and Ireson busted out with a laugh and Teagan looked at Grandpa with a look of "oh please," pointed to herself and said, "Not this Fairy."

Please and Thank You Lord

I had one of those Mama moments last Sunday on the way to church.  You know- the kind that make you cry instantly, pull on your heart strings, proud as could be, can't wait to share it with people moments.  Daddy had to drive separately as I had to stay after for a meeting.  Lil' James asks, "Mom, I'm going to read to you out of my Bible on our way to church, Okay?"

"Of course!"  I said.  "What better way to help keep the focus of the day, then to start it off with scripture readings."

As I eagerly await to have my seven year old, eldest child and son begin to read to me from the Bible, I hear page flipping and "hmmm-ings."  He pipes up after a moment, "Mom does C-h-r-o-n-i-c-l-e-s spell Cronickles?"
"Yep- it sure does." I answered.
"K.  I thought so because "CH"ronicles didn't sound right."  Then he started to read to us on our most pleasant ride to church.

James was praying the other day for lunch.  We had just finished doing some school and some Bible readings.  During his prayer he asked, "And God, please help me to keep getting better at reading because some of those big words like, [Mom- what was that one today?]....."
"Warrior and adversity?" I whispered.
"Yeah, God, sorry,  warrior and adversity.  Those were kind of hard!  And help me be patient.  Amen."

Amen to that!

Ode' to Your Mama

Ireson's latest jingle dedicated to me.

I like to cuddle wiff my Mommy.
I like to cuddle wiff my Mommy.
I give her the best hugses and kissessess
'Cause I like to cuddle wiff my Moommy.  Pommy.

See Mom- I made it rhyme 'cause all my songs rhyme!

Potty Mouth

Ireson disappeared yesterday while I was outside with the kids playing and I began wondering where he had gone.  Fortunately, the windows were open and I heard a faint yelling coming from inside the house.  I went inside to investigate as I assumed he had gone to the bathroom.  He was in there yelling, "MOMMMY!  I went potty COME and WIPE MY BUTT!!!!!"  

As I commenced with my motherly duties, Ireson asked me "Am I allowed to say poop while I'm in the bafroom?  That not being crude?"
I told him as long as we need to talk about poop it's okay to talk about it while you're IN the bathroom. 

"So, I can say pees and poop when I'm in the bafroom? That okay too?"
"Yes, Ireson.  If you're not being crude you can discuss those things in the bathroom."

Looking more of a coy boy at this point he asked: "Can I say poopy butt in the bafroom?" he asked.  This comes after his brother got disciplined earlier in the day for yelling at his sister and calling her a poopy butt.  "Yes, you can say it in the bathroom." 

"Can I say penis in the bafroom den too?" he prodded as he smirked at me as though he was concocting an evil plan.

"Is there something you need to tell me about your penis?" I asked.
He replied, "No, I okay" and continued pulling up his pull-up and pants.  "Can you go out and go away now please?" he inquired as he was about to wash his hands.

So I left as he's responsible enough to finish up on his own.  I shut the door and stood there listening to him as he sang a little ditty to a sweet little tune with dramatic inflection and all.  If only the words were so sweet :)      

(Imagine him singing this with his lateral lisp)

"Poopy butt, poopy butt, penis, penis, penis, penis, a Peeeeeeniiiiiisssss!  I poop and pee in the bafroom and that's okay.  I not be crude in the bafrooooooom.  Poopy poooooopy a pooooppy buuuu......hhhhhuuuuuuttttttt.  Penis."  He turned off the water, dried off his hands, opened the door and went on his way.

Boys.  I'm glad he got more than poop out of his system in there.