Earlier today, when I posted about my father-in-law, I promised to post something funny tonight. At the time, I could think of a dozen hilarious things. But then Papa Bear surprised me by adding Fraiser to our instant queue on Netflix, and now the only funny things running through my mind involve two ridiculously snobby straight men and their adorable father. I really love that show.
I still have funny kids, though. Several times a day, Lil Prince thinks of something huge that God could crush with His finger. And last night, at California Pastrami, he announced to the man behind the counter that, “Chefs don’t eat, they cook, right?!” The man smiled and said he was pretty much right about that. Then, Lil Prince concluded that everyone has a job. His was sleeping and doing school…and the wind’s was blowing.
He’s a cute one.
Cuddle Bug and Tiny Dancer still preform their smoosh-our-faces-together-and-smile-the-same-so-everyone-will-see-we’re-twins move when they’re around strangers. I need to get it on video. One day, just like that, they’ll stop doing that. Sniff, sniff. Although, one day they’ll also enjoy sleeping in as much as I do. I’m kinda looking forward to that. And don’t bite your fingers and sigh, “Oh, but then they’ll be teenagers!” I’m trusting God for Jesus loving teenagers that make my life a joy (cause that’s what I was, right, Mom and Dad?).
Speaking of sleeping…or rather of not sleeping and dreaming of someday doing so, Bay Bit lost her first tooth tonight at bedtime. Nope, not of natural causes. She was biting a blanket and Lil Prince pulled the other end. Ouch. Why was she biting a blanket? You’ll have to ask my mother-in-law, I have little to no understanding of certain aspects of her DNA (wink, wink).
Tomorrow, I’m gonna drive back over to storage and hunt high and low for my video camera that does not appear to have made it here. A Baby Bear video post is definitely in order.
But tonight, I’m going to sleep!