KID KOMEDIANS
The boys are cracking us up today with the things they're saying. Maybe they wont' be funny to y'all, but I'm gonna tell you anyway.

I've ended up with a sore throat, and I can hardly talk. Jared handed me pretend "minerals" to take and said they would fix my "funny voice."

When putting the boys to bed with my funny voice, I tried to sing a song (a requisite for Jared to fall asleep). Jared said, "Mom, you sound like a three year old kid!"

Zach is my pudgy baby. He really doesn't have much on him, but compared to Jared the skinny baby, he's delightfully chunky. I used to squeeze him and say, "you're so squishy!" It evolved to "you're my squishy." Tonight he was running around buck after a bath. I grabbed him and squeezed him and called him my squishy. He reached up to my face and squeezed and said, "And you're MY squishy!"

I'll post about our trip as soon as I get our photos sorted and uploaded.