Sometimes I wish I had a little tape recorder that automatically captured all of the funny things my kids say. They really are entertaining little things!
Gordon has developed an obsession with having a completely clean bedroom before he can go to sleep. This is not a bad thing, except that he has a dual obsession with getting out every single toy he owns during his playtime. He's actually a pretty good helper, but unfortunately, still needs some adult supervision. The other night, while trying to get the boys cleaned up and ready to go for their 8:00 PM bedtime, I was doing my infamous "chop chop!" clapping to speed them along.
"Mom," Thomas whined, "we can't pick up very fast because our hands are very tiny!"
Yesterday, Thomas woke up in the best mood and bounced around the house singing, "Today's the last day! Today's the last day!"
The last day of what? "Winter!"
Sadly, this morning, to Thomas's complete and utter disappointment, there was a little bit of snow on the ground.
"Will there still be snow in April?" he asked me.
"I sure hope not!" I said, though you can't promise that in Logan. Boo.
"Well," said Thomas, "I think we should move to Texas."