latter day saints

Big Son: "We don't go to that church that's crazy. We go to Latter-Day Saints."

Little Son: "Latter-Day Saints go marching in!!!"

the lovin'

Big Son: Daddy, I love you.

Me: I love you too son.

Little Son: Daddy, I love me.

dinner conversations (all tonight)

Little Son (trying to open an edamame): I can't get the ball out!
Me: I will get it out for you.
Little Son: WHO LET THE BALL OUT! WOO! WOO! WOO!

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Big Son: I just like girls.
Me: Oh yeah? You wanna kiss them?
Big Son: Yeah, but only the beautiful and pretty ones. Not the siiiick ones.

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Big Son (describing the taste of his milk): Mine tastes like strawberry yogurt, frozen strawberries, and raspberries.
Little Son (doing the same): Mine tastes like root beer, soda, chips, and... and... CEREAL BALLS!

ambitions of my sons

Last night I went to my little brother's play. He was the Tin Man in his high school's rendition of The Wizard of Oz. He was truly amazing and it was so awesome. Anyway, I got home late and the Sons were still awake so I went in to tell them goodnight. They had the following to say:

"When I grow up I want to be an ice cream man so that I can give everyone ice cream," said Big Son.

Then Little Son shouted, "I want to be an apple man!! And give everyone apples!! And when I am done eating my apple I want ICE CREAM!"

Cute, huh? ... And I was hoping for a genius computer scientist and a doctor. Oh well.

big son isn't big enough

This morning Big Son woke up whining:

"It's not working dad!"

"What's not working son?"

"I'm not a grown up yet!"

(chuckling) "Huh?"

"I'm just sleeping a lot so I can grow up!"

a churro sounds good right now...

The Wife writes:

Little Son came running to me. "I pooped."

I said, "Uh oh, where is it?" (thinking he'd pooped in his underwear).

"In the potty."

So we go to the bathroom and sure enough he got up by himself and pooped in the potty. I congratulated him and told him to flush it down.

"That poop looks like a churro!" he said.

Yay for The Wife and Little Son on the success.

bubble bath

Big Son: Look! I'm like Jesus!

Me: Why do you say that son?

Big Son: That's just why I have white hair.

big son is rubbing off on little son

So Saturday night I was bathing the sons when Big Son asked me what I wanted to eat:

Big Son: What do you want me to make you dad? Smashed potatoes? (He was cooking bath water.)

Me: Sure dude.

Big Son: Here you go dad.

Me: Oooh! Yum, yum, yum.

Big Son: Dad, you want soda? [Little Son] is getting you soda.

Little Son: THIS IS MINNESOTA!!!!

chat with big son today...

Out of nowhere I received a text message GTalk message from The Wife...

The Wife: i like rides

Me: Big Son?

The Wife: yes

Me: are you being naughty?

Big Son as The Wife: no

Me: what are you doing?

Big Son as The Wife: i helpeng [insert clever rendition of The Wife's name here]

Me: you better call her mom. what are you helping her with?

Big Son as The Wife: her latop

Me: are you fixing it?

Big Son as The Wife: no

Me: what are you doing then?

Big Son as The Wife: i em toking to you dad

Simply amazing.