Ike

Today Ike (age 7) said, "I was trying to inch my DS." If he didn't have a tape measure in his hand I wouldn't have known what he meant;)

Robot Man

While driving Ike to school this morning we saw a man with a metal leg walking on the sidewalk. Ike exclaims, "Mom! I just saw a robot!" . . . We had a long discussion about how people can lose their legs.

Bee or Fly?

The past couple days the flu has been going around here. Yesterday Isaac and Kate got hit hard. While laying on the couch Ike asked me why his tummy didn't feel good. I replied that he'd gotten a bug in his tummy to which he asked, "A bee or a fly?"

Ike and Kitty

Bill went to the store the other day and came back with a new sweatsuit for Ike. Ike was thrilled! "Awwww thanks! You are the best dad in the whole wide world!"

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Kitty calling for me to come get her at the top of the stairs: "I wuv you. I wuv you." For some reason, I answer to this.

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While snuggling Kate, Ike came over and gave us a big group hug. "Awww, my girls!" he sighed. And boy do we love being your girls!

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Today I forgot that it was costume day at school so little Ike went to school in regular clothes.

"I'm sorry, Buddy, but I forgot your costume."

"That's okay. It was just an accident, Mom."

Class Infraction

This morning Ike was looking over the newsletter his teacher sent home for the parents. On the back of the newsletter is an example of a ticket you can get during class for talking, tattling, touching, speeding, arguing, or anything that may qualify as a "class infraction."

"Look, Kailey!" Isaac exclaims. "It's a class inFECTion!"

Dinnertime

We've had some issues with Ike eating what we serve for dinner so lately the timer has been making frequent appearances. The other day we sat down to dinner and upon seeing the meal before him Ike must have known it would take awhile to eat it. "Mom," he said in his deep manly voice, "You going to set the timer?"

Ike's Perspective

While driving up to a very busy drive thru at Starbucks:

"Mama, why are all those people blocking our way?"

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Beware:

Babies and tummy growth is a hot topic at our house. Please don't be offended if my sweet boy asks if you too have a baby in your tummy.

Oh, Goodness

Ike greets me every morning with a gentle pat on my stomach, "Mommy, your tummy's getting BIG!"

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We got Ike a little star chart to reward all his good behavior and now he notices if I don't do things. "Mommy," he shakes his head disapprovingly, "you didn't make your bed. You're not going to get a star!"

To be or not to be . . .

While walking through our new (yet unfinished) home with my little family, I was pointing out to Bill where I thought some of the furniture pieces might go. When we got to Ike's room, the little fella announced, "I think the tv should go on this wall."

Haha. Nice try Buddy, but there are no plans for a television in your room:)

Marriage Requirements

"Does Daddy get to marry you?" Ike questions me.

"Yes, Daddy, married me."

"I can't get married until I get bigger . . . and stop sucking my thumb."

I guess that puts a new perspective on qualities in a husband:)

Hungry Time

Me: "Isaac, do you want a cheese sandwich?"

Isaac: "No, it's not hungry time yet."

Boy Baby? Hmmm . . .

"Mommy, you have a boy baby in your tummy?" Ike asked me.

"I don't know."

"It's a boy baby bwothuh and he's my best fwend." Ike declares.

"What do you think we should name him?" I question.

"Lucas! Samba!" Ike declares quickly and without much hesitation.

Hmmm. Two very solid name choices that we'll have to consider. And I must say that I'm a little concerned with his little heart should Baby be a girl.

"Scratchy" is another word for not being nice . . . didn't you know?

From our frequent visitor Wyatt:

"Bicki, Isaac's not being nice to me."

"What did he do?" I ask (Isaac had been laying on the floor next to me for the past few minutes).

"He's uh . . . he's just being a little scratchy."

Interesting.

Costco to the Rescue!

While reading the story of Elijah to Ike, I mentioned the famine and how there was no food. And here I was stopped to this response:

"We have Costco. We can get him some food!"

Funnies

"I'm the Peace," declares Wyatt.

"And I'm the Hopper!" Ike exclaims.


I think the correct way to say it is:

"I'm the Prince!"

"And I'm the Pauper!"

:)

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While reading Bambi, Ike says from memory: "That's not a flower. That's a little sTunk!"

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We must have done a good job praising Kate for throwing her diaper in the garbage. Being thoroughly delighted in her job well done, she pulled the diaper back out and put it back in the garbage again . . . and again . . . and again:)

Funnies

Wyatt: "Bicki, what's your name?" :)

Isaac when the sun went behind the clouds: "Hey! who turned off the sun?"

Great Little Minds

Yesterday Ike watched closely as I put my makeup on.

"Mommy, why are you making your face dirty?"

Well, I've never thought of it that way before . . . :)

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"I won! I won!" Ike exclaims after crossing an imaginary finish line.

Next Wyatt runs over the finish line exclaiming, "I'm two! I'm two!"

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"Sweetie? Sweetheart?" Ike calls now when he's looking for me:)

He Makes Me Smile

This moring while packing up some things in the closet, I got sidetracked and decided to try on my wedding dress.

Upon seeing me in the foofy white dress, Ike's eyes got wide and he smiled and shouted, "Mommy, yo-wa pwincess! . . . Daddy is going to ma-wee you!"

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From Wyatt

Wyatt is a frequent two-year-old visitor at our house:

"Bicki, I don't have a baby at my house," says little Wyatt quite seriously as he tilts his head in deep concern.

"Oh, well, you should talk to your Mommy about that," I reason.

His big blue eyes get even bigger, "Can I just take this baby [Kate] to my house?"

Out of the Mouth of Ike

"Mom, I wove my Grandpa Eggan. His name is Santa Claus!"

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Overheard:

"Daddy, you aw my best fwend."


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On the way to Costco:

"Where's my fwend Buka Gigi?"