Tuesday, November 15, 2011 at 08:32PM Ty asked me this question on the 10th anniversary of 9/11. Puzzled, I asked what he meant. He continued, "Well, if the towers were twins, then they must have been brothers. So, which brother feel first?" What sweet symbolism. In thinking back, we did watch our brothers fall.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011 at 08:25PM Wil, who generally deals in fact, told me this morning that he actually invented this phrase.
Sunday, February 13, 2011 at 04:15PM Not sure why the boys refer to New York City as THE New York City, but if any city in the USA deserves a capital THE before it, NYC is it!
Sunday, January 2, 2011 at 12:17PM I love a Wil question!
Monday, December 20, 2010 at 05:20PM After a hard belly laugh (brought on by his brother's antics), Wil asked me, "Mommy, can I break my laugh box?" I love the way this kid thinks.
Thursday, August 12, 2010 at 09:16PM The other day while visiting the mall, Ty was playing with my phone and left it sitting on the counter. He was pretending to call the mall cops because mommy was taking too long. Cute. Anyway, as I frantically ran back to the store, I heard Ty—clearly guilt ridden—murmuring a prayer of some sort. As I walked through the doors of the store, the clerk smiled and held my phone up in the air as if she was expecting me. I graciously grabbed the phone and the boys and we were on our way. Back in the car, Ty excitedly told me that he KNEW my phone would be there because Jesus told him so. He explained that whatever you pray, as long as it's a good thing and not a toy, Jesus grants your wish and "Jesus don't lie, Mom!"
Thursday, August 12, 2010 at 09:11PM For some reason the boys recently latched onto this little diddy—singing it till they feel dizzy. And, no matter how many times I've told them that the word is WHITE, they insist it's WIDE. If they're ever asked to sing at a wedding, the bride is NOT going to be happy when she hears the adjusted lyrics.
Sunday, June 27, 2010 at 08:24PM I hate to admit it, but Wil has not kissed me (his mommy) in over a year. No kidding. I guess I shouldn't take it personally since he recently told me that it's nothing personal, he just doesn't kiss human girls, but c'mon! I'm his MOMMY! Apparently, dogs, dads & dudes are kiss-approved, but as for girls (of the human kind) ... fuggedaboudit! I'm about ready to tell him I'm from Venus!
Monday, August 24, 2009 at 04:25PM This is what I heard from the other side of the lavatory door at Wil's recent doctor's visit. While Daddy was helping Wil to give his urine sample he began crying. John asked him what all the fuss was about—after all this was the easy part. Wil looked at the cup and then up at John then exclaimed, "I'm crying because I don't want to drink that!" As per Wil's overly literal interpretation of most situations: cups are for drinking!