Santa Claus is Coming to Town

Conversation at dinner today...

Jacob: Mom, Santa isn't real is he.

Me: What do you think?

Abby: Santa is TOTALLY real!

Jacob: Oh yeah, then why do we get presents from other people too?

Me: Jacob, you gave me a present for Christmas... That doesn't mean Santa's not real.

Daniel: SANTA IS WEEL... AND I LOVE THE TOWN BETUZ THAT'S WHEOW HE TUMS!!!

Jacob: I don't know, maybe he is real...

Fun

Daniel: (snuggling up on my lap) Mommy, why do you need tids? (kids - he "fronts his sounds so 'k' and 'g' sound like 't' and 'd')

Me: Well... ... ... because I wanted to have a family to love and care for. To have that, I needed to have kids.

Daniel: But, tids don't mate sense.

Me: (thinking - Oh don't you know it!)

Daniel: Being a tid is fun!

More Pictures

The next Wolverine...
Clothespinning at H-E-BNap time!
Abby left a surprise in our shower...

Photos

Jacob lost a few teeth...

8/23/10
Abby, wearing her 'short-sleeved pants'

8/31/11
First day of school - 2nd grade - 8/22/11
First day of school - Kindergarten - 8/22/11
Graduation day! 6/7/11

School Days

Me: Hey Abby, how was school today?

Abby: REALLY great.

Me: Why?

Abby: Because we found out that the gingerbread man is REAL!

Jacob: No he isn't, it's just Mr Taylor in a costume!

Abby: No! He isn't big, he's kinda little!

Jacob: Well, then he's just a kid in a costume!

Abby: No! Because he doesn't have any hair... just crumbs!

Jacob: Well, then he's just a kid in a crumby costume!

Later...

Abby: Mom, we had a fire drill today. But it wasn't real, it was just for practice. If there was a real fire we would just run around the room screaming.

Still later...

Abby: We got to watch a movie today on that paper tv that you pull down from the ceiling with a string. We should get a paper tv someday.

"Tyuteness"

Daniel: (while brushing my hair) Mommy, we need to covo up yous eaows (cover up your ears)

Me: Why?

Daniel: Betuz, nobody likes eaows. Etcept mine... mine awe tyute!

Jacob's Business Plan

Jacob: Mom, I want to get on an airplane and go visit AnneMarie.

Me: How are we going to pay for that?

Jacob: Well, we could go up in the attic and get all our stuff from the past and sell it in a garage sale.

Me: We don't have anything 'from the past' in our attic.

Abby: What?!? Well, what are attics for then???