Emma did her own hair the other day...

First Day of School

First day of 3rd grade- she's getting so big.
First day of 1st grade, and first time being in a class without his caretaker. I was a little nervous for him at first. A couple of weeks before school started, he asked why he couldn't be in the same class with Emma. I told him that usually that's what the teachers decide is best for twins. His bottom lip started to quiver at the thought, and he said, "But, I'll miss her," and then he started to cry. He's managing just fine.
First day of first grade, and first time in class not being someone's caretaker.

This sounds like me when I was a kid

Mike - Your room is so messy. How can you stand it? (or something to that nature)
E- Why do you even come in here then?
Mike - If I didn't, you'd never be able to get through the mess to find your bed.
E- Yes we could. We could go like this... (Emma motions doing the breaststroke through the air, as if to swim through the clutter)

On another occasion...
Lilah asked:
Why do we have to make our bed? We're just going to sleep in it later anyway.

Inquiring mind wants to know

Guess who asked this question...

How much hours from a half of a day is tewnty-four hours?

I'm not sure I understand the question.

Kids say the darndest things

Emma and Gavin had a playdate at their friend Jonna's house yesterday. Whenever I drop the kids off at someone's house, I'm always a little nervous about what they might say in my absence. I try very hard to teach the kids good manners, but who knows what'll come out of their mouths at any given time, especially when I'm not around.

I felt compelled to warn Teresa (mom of Jonna) about how Gavin feels right at home wherever he goes. He says it how he sees it, without regard to social ettiquette. I asked her not to hold it against me if he said something off the wall, that normally might offend people. She laughed and told me about a boy who came to her house and commented on all the dust.

So I went on my merry way, and returned after a couple of hours. After few minutes of recapping the events that transpired during the playdate, Teresa shared with me a comment from Gavin:

He said, "Wow, your house sure is messy!"
I tried to fix the damage by saying:
"You should see our house. I'm surprised he would say that, since our house is much messier."
Gavin pipes in and adds:
"No it's not! (pointing) Look at that room, and look at that room! Their house is WAY messier than ours!"

Inquiring mind

(Backrub Converstion)

G-Why were Grandma and Grandpa 1 year old, 102 years ago?
Me-They weren't even born 102 years ago.
G-Well, how old are they then?
Me-Grandma is 59 and Grandpa is 62.
G-Well, why were they one year old 58 and 61 years ago?
Me-That's the way time works.
G (without even the slightest hesitation for transition to a new topic)- I want a wife when I grow up. And I want a wife who wants kids.
Me- That sounds good.
G- Will I have to kiss my wife?
Me-You will probably want to.
G- Why?

Human Beans

During our road trip, the kiddos got a little wild and loud at times (understatement). At one point, Mike tried to prepare them for our expectations of behavior at a restaurant, and said something along the lines of...
"When we get to the restaurant, I want you guys to act like civilized human beings."
Emma was confused. With her head cocked and brows furrowed, she asked, "You mean like brown beans?"