The boys are playing out in the living room while I'm stuck working. Camden suddenly yelled - "Ow! My right boob!" I then heard two Tilley boys erupt into giggles...
The boys and I were playing cards. I asked why the cards were sticky. Kellan went into a 30 minute explanation on why the cards should be sticky...
The boys came up with 'pit stop' showers. They take turns under the water as they shower and try to go as fast as possible. I listened to them speed and giggle. They were a little chagrined when I made them march back in and take a real shower...
Kellan: Don't worry, Camden. If Mom has the coronavirus, we'll survive. Mom maybe not.
The boys are always begging for me to tell stories of my childhood when we're in the car. I was trying to tell the boys a story with a life lesson I learned. (Should've known how this would turn out). I started this great story saying how I worked at a nice little restaurant in Grand Blanc. Camden asked if it was Hooters. (100% no idea how he knows what Hooters is).
Little Kellan came running out of the shower. He was dancing around with the towel - as soaked as can be. He was in rare form and asked, "What did people dry off with before towels? Hair dryers?" Then pranced along his merry butt naked way...
We were saying our prayers and Camden, of course, always has to start the prayers. I watched him as he said the Our Father, Hail Mary and Glory Be. We usually each say a prayer. I opened my mouth to say how proud I was of him, and his big brown eyelashed eyes said, "Sorry I said all the prayers, Mom. I'm just a worshipper of God!"...
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