JULY!!

A: Do you think I am hairy? I am going to get more hairier.

V talking about the kiddie pool: I want to go to the cat pool.

Me: You are behaving like angels.
V: Angels do not sleep.

Me: Why didn't you sing your favorite song (played at a concert)?
V: I was nervous.

M: Do you know what this called (a halo)?
V: Angel top?
V looking at Gwen Stefani: I think she has a mask on.

V: Do you remember when Buster ate chicken food and he got chicken pux (no typo)?

J: It would be sad if you went to heaven and I went to hell.

A: Is champay (champagne) British?

A: I think when I grow up I am going to be a British English Italian Spanish French girl.

A: I will be okay if we go to a place that speaks British.

A looking at F getting out of the shower and pointing to his "love handles": I can see your muscles that make you so strong!

V:  A lot of bad news happens in NY.

11

You are over 11 weeks old now. Hard to believe that your big sister is 11 years old. I remember pre-blog, when I used to type a journal online and I noted that J was 2.5 months old and M was 2.5 years old. As they say, it keeps on going faster and faster. Right now you are in turbo needy mode, one of these "leaps" as they call them. It involves fussing and crying all day long unless you are literally on me or eating from me. You only nap if I lay next to you (not so convenient) and you make me pretty cuckoo. I had an MRI today for my knee today and it was a mini vacation despite the loud noises and claustrophobia. I know I will even miss this in a few months and years but right now I am sore and tired. I do not think my hernia wound is healing right but who knows- I am not taking the pain meds and you are constantly on me, so that does not help. Here's to a smoother July. M at Songa and J in MIA- miss my monkeys!!

July Musings

A: I like F how he is right now. I did not like him how he was before.
Me: How?
A: No eyebrows or eyelashes.

F to J: I am sorry to hear that you guys gave mamá a hard time today.
J: Well, it's not my fault if mamá decided to have five children.

V: Do grown ups do wet farts?

V to A: Just let me handle him (F).

V: Is it possible for a slug to get to California in one minute?

J: I think we should have another baby.
A: No thank you.
Me: No we are done. And six is an even number.
J: have seven!

V: Is it hard work making babies?

A, out of the blue: This is crazy! Everyone in my class has light skin!


V: I love him (F) so much, I won't forget him when I am dead.

A: How important is F? Super important.

J: Did your tetas used to be normal?

He Scoots!!

I put little F down on his Play mat belly down .... I heard him grunting as I tried to do something in the kitchen ...less than five minutes later he had traveled off the mat and across a considerable portion of our rug. crawling at 2.5 months? What the? We are in for some serious precocious motoring. All of our kids were on target or on the late side.

JULY!

V trying to soothe F: Okay, whatever, I quit!

A, scooting by me: Hey mama, yo sexy!

A on more than one occasion: This is the cutest baby on earth! F and.... what's my baby's cousin's name again?

V to me: Listen punk!

V: It doesn't hurt to die, it's peaceful. Before I get to one hundred and a half I am going to kill myself.

V: Is death a power? When I'm a hundred I am going to shoot myself.

J looking at an obese kid: I don't want to be mean, but is that kid going to have a heart attack?

V: This noni smells like money.

V: Is g-d dead?

J: What is anus?
Me: Your butt hole.
J: What's an anus crime?
Me: Heinous crime?
J: Yeah.


V: Can Santa get arrested?