A. Gag; B. Laugh; C. All of the above (choose one)

Sometimes you just have to laugh about things you normally wouldn't.
Take, for instance, today, when I stepped out of the living room during Milo's after-bath naked time for a few minutes to pull some clothes out of the dryer. When I came back, what should I find? A rabbit pellet trail around the room from where I left Milo to where he was currently. We were gone all weekend, and the poor baby has been making up for his lack of poo... No sooner had I cleaned it up and left the room to flush it all back down the toilet, then he made another by the back door.

At that point, I just had to laugh. Four poos in one day is funny enough, and the fact that two of them were on the living room floor was just plain ridiculous. I scooped him up and got him all wiped up (he's remarkably clean when pooing on the floor), diapered him before he could do any more damage, and turned (still laughing) to clean up the poo.

Only, the poo was gone. All that was left was my little dog Bruiser, looking very ashamed of himself.

It was either gag or laugh at that point, people. Any guesses as to what I did?

Where???

Where have I been? Just a little mini-trip to Ft. Worth. More on that later!

Wonder

The look of wonder in a little boy's eyes leaves me breathless.

Letters to God

Dear Lord,
Today while I was using the boogie-sucker on Milo's nose, he grabbed it, and before I could stop him, he put it into his mouth suckie-side in. Please, please have mercy on me and don't let him like the taste of boogies. You and I both know that I can't handle it when kids pick their noses and eat what they find. I'm gagging now just thinking of it.
Milo and I love you,
kate

Sometimes a boy's just got to be a boy.

Busy Times

Nate and I have been trying our hand at a little photography and editing with Milo. He's a pretty photogenic subject, so he makes us look really good...

We've been busy this last week or so! We choreograph for the Hudson Show Choir every year, so we spent the weekend finishing up our dance, and last night and tonight teaching it. As always, it's fun and hilarious, and the kids make us smile.

Weekend photo

I can't help it. I LOVE this picture that Nate took over the weekend.

Shabbat face

So for the last year or so, we've celebrated the Biblical Sabbath, from sundown on Friday to sundown on Saturday. We rest, spend time as a family, and take communion at Sabbath dinner on Friday night. What does this mean for Milo? More play time with Mommy and Daddy, a fun Saturday adventure, and grape juice at communion.

I like to call this his Shabbat face. Note the carefully placed grape juice moustache and expression of total delight.

Here's just a bit of sass. I like to think he gets it from his Daddy, but Nate might say otherwise...