June 20th, 2015

The boys were (ahem) good at Walgreen's, so the cashier gave them a balloon. When we got home, the boys - of course - wanted to make a wish and let the balloons go. Camden's wish was for a new puppy. Kellan wished for a balloon in the air...

When I picked the boys up from school, Camden went on and on excitedly about a game of hot potato they had played in class. He was just gushing with enthusiasm. I then asked Kellan how his day was, and he replied sadly "my classroom doesn't have any tomatoes..."

So this just reassures me that I am not a clean person. I clean the house once a week, but within those 7 days it definitely becomes filthy. I was getting ready for work and Kellan looked at the bathroom counter. I will admit it did look as if a makeup factory exploded. Kellan pointed to the brown powder stains and asked what that was. I showed him my powder and told him it was that. He seemed puzzled and then asked if I had tootie frootied on the counter. Sigh...

The boys just love their swim class. I was watching one class and Kellan seemed to not be paying attention at all. The teacher was right next to him talking to him and he decided that would be a good time to dive underwater. I let that one go, but when I saw him shaking his head and cracking up at the teacher, I went out to the pool. I gave him the "mom eye", and went back to my seat. When class was over - boy was he going to get it from me. I waited with the towel and as he was making his way towards me, my teeth clenched (learned that from Granfy). As I went to grab, I mean gather, my son, the school director stopped me and said "I have an announcement!" Kellan gets a ribbon because he did so great in class today! As the whole arena erupted in cheers, I then realized that even though I never claimed to have had this parenting stuff down, I definitely don't...

I think they've been using those craft googly eye things a little too much at school. At least 3 times a day Kellan runs up to me and asks if his eyes are "googly". Oh, and when he got in trouble and I asked why he would do such a thing, he replied "my eyes are googly"...

Camden is obsessed with hearing funny stories of from when they were babies. I must have told him the story of Kellan squatting and pooping in the backyard about a million times in a row. All I get is dimply crooked teeth laughter. Remind you of the locker story, Grammy?

I don't even know why I'm exposing myself and putting this out there, but Kellan cannot understand why he can't touch poop. He won't do it, but he really really wants to know what that's a faux pax. We were watching Muffie and he bent really closely to her poop. I watched him like a hawk. His finger got dangerously close and right when I was about to lose it he said "I almost touched it and I didn't turn in to anything!"

I've been so good about putting sunscreen on the boys. They ask if they can put it on themselves, and I said I don't want them playing with chemicals. Same thing as the cleaning supplies, hair spray, etc. Kellan must have really been pondering this because out of the blue he said "Mom, if we get chemicals in our eyes will we cry out a jellyfish?.

This about sums it up;
Camden "My hands are in the air as if I just do not care!"
Kellan "My hands are in the air as if I just cannot hear!"