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.