July 2nd, 2014

We were walking in the door and I asked Camden to please throw an empty water bottle in the trash. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow and said "you mean the recycling bin?"...

We were face timing with Uncle Neil. Kellan took one look at the screen and said "that's the guy that bonked my nose!"

I picked the boys up from school and we were on our way out the door. They were ahead of me and I watched Kellan bend down, pick a crumb of food up off the floor, and put it in his mouth. I then saw a cute well dressed perfectly groomed little girl a few feet away. I claimed her as my own for that 3 second period.

We had some cupcakes on the counter and the boys were trying to shove down dinner to get one. Camden finished first so I gave him a cupcake. There were four cupcakes left in the box. Camden said "Mom, when Kellan gets his cupcake, there will be 3 left!" I said, "close! There will be 2 left." I thought for a minute and realized his math was absolutely correct and mine was wrong. Good thing I work in payroll! Definitely picked the right career path there!

I told Camden he will always be my little boy- no matter how old he is. He said "but I won't live with you when I'm a Dad." I said "that's probably right, Camden." He thought for a beat and said "But you still live with your parents." ...

We were looking at houses Saturday and Kellan asked the realtor where the toy room was. Guess that's his selling point...

I think Kellan's going to be a nurse. Camden was on the couch crying because his ear hurt and Kellan sat there and patiently rubbed his head. So sweet!

Camden's on an antibiotic and they have to give him a dose at school. The teacher said "Wow! He takes his medicine like a champ!" I replied "that's my little druggie" In retrospect, probably not the best thing to say...

I was comforting Kellan last night when he bonked his nose on Camden because they were playing too roughly. I had my face close to his face and accidentally inhaled one of his tears. I don't need to be checked out for that do I? I mean, it's just saline, right? Where's my Xanax?...