Kyle understands puns

Merry Christmas! Today Kyle finally understood puns. This was after he made a pun joke himself. In a Gallatin Montana BBQ joint after a harrowing late night drive on Christmas Day, the kids were admiring a sign which charged $0.10 for complaining and $0.20 for whining. Jeff reminding the kids (boys) that they have to lift the seat when they pee. Kyle says "yes, it's a standing rule". Jeff and I about spit out our beer. He gets it!
We exclaim our surprise that after 12 years he understands a pun. The best part was his explanation: yes, it's a correlation! Oh Kyle

Fireworks

Growing up, we set off fireworks from our driveway each July. We were over at our friend's house here (friend from HS moved out to SLC the same time we did) and he had some fireworks. My favorite growing up was the snake. It didn't make a lot of noise, wasn't a big burn risk and was just funny. This one takes the snake to a whole new level. I give you: the Poopy Puppy. Just try not to laugh.

Boys...

We totally have boys... :-) I can totally picture my dad laughing along with these two.

In case it's hard to make out what's happening in the video, they are making the cat in the ipad video game fart. And laughing.

Kyleisms

Kyle sure kept us entertained tonight with the things he said. It never ceases to amaze me the things that kids come up with. Here are a few things from Kyle tonight:

Jeff and Kyle were putting some tabasco on their meatloaf. Kyle, reading the label, asks, "why do restaurants sometimes say 'no tabasco beyond this point?'" He just couldn't understand why there was a limit to where you could have tabasco! It was quite hilarious. It was a bummer to explain to him that it didn't say tabasco at restaurants, but tobacco. Now Kyle can read and he can read very well, but he is a speed reader and a whole reader so it's just so automatic that he sees what he thinks he sees in the first half a second. 

We were discussing how I didn't use the 99% fat free ground turkey in the meatloaf because that would be too dry and that we need some fat in our diet and it's okay to have some fat in your diet, if not important. Kyle says, "Yes, it is important. You need it for your hips." Oh the innocence! 

Conversation with Kyle

This was funny at the time, though without the moment and being there it is likely not as funny. 

We were driving home from somewhere and Aaron was fussy (tired) but calming down / falling asleep.  When we are so close to home, we don't like to let him fall asleep in the car and take a quick 5 minute catnap at the expense of a good, longer nap in his crib. 

Me: Is Aaron sucking his thumb?

Kyle: Yes. He sometimes does that to shut himself up.

Me: [chuckle under my breath 'shut himself up' which Kyle heard]

Kyle: Yes to put a cork in it.

Conversations with a tiger and a sausage

Two conversations from this morning that were quite cute!

As I was doing Emily's hair before preschool...
Emily [holding her little plastic tiger and looking him in the eyes]: Tiger, please don't growl.  I don't like it when you growl.  It scares me. 
Sets the tiger down next to the sink, looking at her.
Emily: Tiger, remember, I told you not to growl!
pause
Emily:  Good tiger!

Kyle at breakfast, having a heart to heart with his veggie sausage...
Kyle gobbles a bite of sausage.
Kyle then picks up the sausage again, looks at it with the bite taken out of it
Kyle: Sausage, can I please put you in my belly?
pause
Kyle: Okay, good!  Ready, set, go!
CHOMP!

Emily reads Wiggle

Emily loves the Wiggle book. Tonight (a few nights ago now that the video is actually uploading) she read along and danced along with the story. She knows that book quite well! Thank you to Uncle Eric, Aunt Stephanie and Jadon (and now Brennan!) for such a great book!

Emily's sense of humor

Emily is showing quite the sense of humor lately. Maybe it's that she's getting more and more creative, but whatever it is, she sure makes us laugh!

The other morning, she woke up, went potty, got dressed and was standing there brushing her teeth while I was doing her hair.
Emily: [tummy rumbles loudly]
Emily: Wow, that's my tummy! My tummy is growling!
Mommy: Sure is noisy!
Emily: [tummy rumbles again, louder and longer this time]
Emily: Woah! Motzie is in my tummy!!! (giggles)

As many of you know, the kids sometimes struggle with eating. Either they aren't that hungry or just being picky, but we sometimes do battle with "eattime". Lately, we've been telling them they need to eat their yummy meals so they can grow big and strong. That seems to have struck a cord with them because the other day Emily ate all of her lunch very nicely and when she finished she emphatically declared, "Look, I ate all my eattime! I ate so nicely! Now I'm big and strong. Can I please be excused?" I love how matter-of-fact she is about it! Kyle has also gotten in on the growing big and strong by eating his meals as he proudly tells us that when he eats nicely and grows bigger, he will "jump up and reach the black zip line" (at the kiddie gym).

And the other night, the kids were reading me some bedtime stories. Well they both read me "The Very Hungry Caterpillar". Kyle first and then Emily. (There will eventually be a video up of Kyle reading the book from weeks ago but I've been struggling to get it to post b/c of the size but hopefully tonight's the night!) But this past night was the first time that Emily has read me that book. So the following conversation ensued between Kyle and Emily as Emily was on the page where the caterpillar eats a whole bunch of stuff on Saturday ranging from a pickle and sausage to lollipops and cupcakes.

Emily: On Saturday he ate some chlocolate cake and ice cream cone and pickle and slice of cheese and salami and cherry pie and hot dog and cupcake and ...
Kyle: No Emmie, that's a sausage. It's not a hot dog!
Emily: One sausage, one cupcake ...
Kyle: Good Emmie! That's right! It's a sausage!
Emily: No, it's a hot dog.
Kyle: No, it's a sausage Emmie!
Emily: It's a sausage, but it looks like a hot dog! One hot dog, one cupcake and one piece of watermelon...

I'm sure writing this conversation down here doesn't quite capture just how funny it was, but I assure you it was quite amusing! They were both so serious and sure they were right!

Outta my belly pickle!

Tonight we went to dinner at The Field, a fantastic Irish pub downtown. Emily is just so funny! She makes me laugh all the time! A few excerpts from tonight:

Emily: Where's my pickle?
Daddy: You ate it. It's in your belly.
Emily [patting her belly]: Outta my belly pickle!

Before we left, we made the requisite bathroom stop (and because both Kyle and Emily completely downed their cups of milk). This excerpt was from the second time I took her potty at The Field. I think she liked the bathroom so much because it was playing the Irish music that we were hearing during dinner. (Sorry for the potty talk, just too silly to not share.)

Emily: Where's my piddles?
Mommy: I don't know. Where are your piddles? Are they coming?
Emily: Nope, they're not coming. I'm not gonna make any piddles, just farts and poops. [Pushes] Where are you farts and poops?
Mommy: I don't know, where are they Emmy?
Emily: My poops are in my tooshie. Only my farts are going to come. Do you hear them?! Do you see them?!

Roooooooaaaaaaaaar!

A conversation from this morning:

Kyle, chasing Emily: roar, roar, roar
Emily, keeps on walking away, not bothered by Kyle's roars
Kyle: roar, roar, roar
Emily, still unamused
Emily, turns to face Kyle: rrooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrr!
Kyle: ahhhhhhh! Emily stop doing that!

It took all my effort not to laugh at this! She sure knows how to work it!