#KidsAreWeird The Sequel

*The pictures in the post don't necessarily have anything to do with the text. But I think my kids are cute so I'm providing you with photographic evidence. Happy to help : )

Judah believes he can see much better if he simply puts his hands up to his eyes like binoculars.

Eden likes being big and doing things herself, but she does not like going in the gym door rather than the preschool door at school. Apparently the gym is too intense for her. (She's getting more comfortable with it, but we still gives me that worried look every time I drop her there.)

Eden is really into the whole 'socks not matching' thing. In fact, she pulled out a pair one morning that were matched, got upset at me, and put them back in exchange for a mismatched pair. 

Adaleine says 'every each day' rather than 'every day' and 'may you please can you help me' instead of 'can you please help me.'

If Judah's pants come unbuttoned, he will walk up to me and make a weird kissy/fishy noise with his shirt pulled up and belly hanging out until I fix it.

Adaleine would rather wear her curly hair crazy and unstyled than have me take 14 seconds and put it in a ponytail.

#KidsAreWeird

Popping in with what may become a repeat post. My kids are strange. Your kids (if you have any) are also strange. Let’s go with that.

 Eden starts out the school week pretty well usually as far as getting up on time. I’ll wake them up at about 7:00 so we can all be out the door by 8:10(ish). When we get to Thursday morning though it’s like pulling teeth to get her out of bed by 7:30, and Friday morning is just a crazy mess of tears and cereal bars. Here’s the kicker: every.single.Saturday.morning, this freaking kid is up by 6:45 at the latest. What gives??

Judah really likes to ‘clink’ his cup with his dining companions from time to time. The procedure goes like this.

Judah: Mommy, will you cwink wif me?

Me: Sure, Buddy. Let’s clink.

*cups clink together*

Judah & Me: And then we drink!

Judah: No, Mommy! I say that!

Me: Oh! Sorry, Bud. You can say it.

Judah: And den we dwink! *Big Smile*

Adaleine loves Francine the KitchenAid. I will often walk into the kitchen to find her making faces at herself in the reflection off the mixing bowl. She always giggles and goes off and does something else, but I will usually find her right back in the same place within an hour or so. I’ll take cheap entertainment for $200 please, Alex.