Now I'm curious...what DO they eat in heaven?

Boone (4): Mommy, will there be school in heaven? 

Me: Nope. In my mind, I imagine it'll kinda be like summer vacation forever.

B: Will there be stores? 

Me: I doubt it. We'll just have to wait and see!

B: Well, what about food? 

Me: Hmm...I bet there will be food. Probably the best tasting food you've ever had.

B: Soooo...Chinese food?

Two going on fifty

Hudson (2.5) was struggling, attempting to retrieve a wedged diaper from the new box. I wasn't paying attention to his shouting for me because, let's face it, when you have four kids you get pretty good at tuning out certain noises, whining, shouting, etc. I finally heard the following:

"Mom! Mom! Mommmm! WE HAVE A PROBLEM HERE!!!!"

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The two bigger boys have a notable obsession with being ninjas. Hudson, however, is a parrot, mimicking their actions, taking on their desires as his own. They dress head to toe in one solid color, becoming that ninja. Boone is usually the red ninja, Lincoln blue, and Hudson's favorite color is always green.* 

*He picks the Green Lantern in superhero play, the green dinner plate, the Green Thing-Ding (daddy's ongoing nightly made up story character).

Anyway, the boys were doing their interpretive da-- ninja moves the other night, and I asked Boone if he wanted to take a karate class. 

Boone: "YEAH!! I wanna take a karate class!"

Lincoln: "HEY! I WANNA take a karate class!!

Hudson: "I WANNA TAKE A KERMIT** CLASSSSS!!!" 

**Again, green.

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Another humorous Hudson happening occured at the park the other day. Johnny offered him a dried apricot. The child took it in his hand, looked it over inquisitively, and nibbled a hesitant bite. 

H: Chew chew chew chew. Pauses. Tilts head. Furrows brow. Nods, "Hmm...not bad." Walks away. 

Two going on 50.

Ho Ho Ho

I love them.

Budding lyricists

The boys are ad libbing the bridge for "My Favorite Things"

Boone: Hey I gotta good one...

"When the dog bites

When the horse screams"

Hudson: Hey I gotta gotta gotta one! 

"When the dog eats

When lion screams!!"

Lincoln: No this is a good one.

"When the dog bites

When the girl screams!"

There have been multiple options for moose, doorbells and fish screams. I think there was also a whipped (s)creams.

Use it in a sentence....

I swear some of my favorite conversations happen in the car.

B (4yr): Mom, if we watch a movie today, can it be Monster in Paris?

H (2yr): Oooh! Yeah! I wuv Monster in Paris!

Me (27): Wow! You guys actually agreed on one??

B: Yeah! Agree means when we both want the same thing.

H: Yeah. AND! I'm wearing agree shirt. (Snicker snicker)

Pinecone Frosting

My kids rock.

Lincoln wanted to color but has decided he wants to write instead. He's erasing/changing the last letter of "f-l-a." So far we have flag, flap, flat and flab. 

Meanwhile, Boone is following me around asking for a new paper to draw on. "Mom, mom. MOOOOMMM! (Pause and sigh) ...Mom, darling?" 

Hudson is trailing Boone, spanking him on the tushie with a slap bracelet, counting how many spankings he's getting. He can only count to 20 before the numbers start scrambling. Boone doesn't seen to notice Hudson, or has tuned him out.

Ok, now Lincoln just spelled "Flax...And this is a bow and arrow." 

Hudson is feeding Boone imaginary cupcakes with extra frosting. "It's pinecone frosting" whatever that means.

Sheet Music??

Boone's in the back seat, softly singing an improvised ballad to a fussy Dixie. Hudson interupts. 

Sighing dramatically, "Uuuuhhhh! Hudson! Now I can't remember what page I was on!!"