that would make for some lovely christmas gifts

me talking to aaron: they have called races for 4 states so far. vermont for obama- indiana, west virginia and kentucky for romney.
nolan: romney? who's that? uncle romney??

hahaha- if only i had a long lost uncle romney

Nolan: Mom why do I hurt here and here (pointing at head and arm)? They really are sore!
Me: It's okay. They are just bruises- you'll be fine.
Nolan: This is serious.
Me: Serious? You think we need to amputate?
Nolan: I don't even know what you're saying. Quit speaking Spanish!"

aila

in the car, listening to a song with a lot of percussion:

"listen momma. it sounds like coconuts!"

introducing... aila

well, she's here. my talking little girl- really really talking. in entire paragraphs. and she is funny- just like him. so here is aila's first entry.
she was wrestling around with aaron and got drool on his face.
Aaron: Yuck!
Aila: Is okay daddy. Is just Aila water.

gutterminded... again

this might be aila's first post and it is only my immaturity that made it funny, but still.

it is as if she is a talker overnight! we went from little three word sentences to full conversational english and it looks like i might have another little nolan coming up... God be with me.

as i am sitting here typing, she is exclaiming from behind me, "Get me ouuuuut! I'm suck in heah!" (the toybox) but a minute ago she was sitting on my lap playing with my bracelet- a long beaded wrap bracelet that i almost always wear.
i was twirling her hair around my finger and said, " I like your pretty hair" to which she responded, "I like your balls."

that's what she said. hahaha. no really. i like my balls too, which is whay i almost always wear that bracelet :)

we need better batteries

mid-baseball game as he is getting his glove on to go to the outfield after crossing home base.

me: good running out there, did you have your blasters on??
nolan: sorry mom, my blasters ran out of batteries. the only way to recharge them is with some water. you got some??

if you work hard enough, you can be whatever you want to be

when i grow up, can i be a teacher, and a drummer, AND a ninja?

as he is bouncing on my mom's stomach.
Nana: Nolan please be careful- Nana's a bit more delicate than she used to be.
Nolan: Why?! Because they took part of your brain out?
hahahaha you must know my multiple brain tumor mom to understand-