Sushi

While playing restaurant, Logan asks me what kind of sushi I'd like. This is a big step up up from hot dogs and ice cream, so I ask for unagi nigiri. Logan looks at me puzzled and offers me peanut butter chocolate sushi instead. 

Remote Control

As Brody was turning on Netflix on the TV this morning, adeptly using the remote control much more confidently than me, Logan says "Wow Brody, you're almost to a dad's years old because you can control the TV!"

Learning to spell

Here is the third word Logan learned to spell without any assistance. The first was his name and second was 'Brody'. :)

Safe astronauts

While walking to Brody's school to play basketball on the blacktop, Brody chatted my ear off, telling me everything he knew about space and the planets, which was quite a bit more than I knew. I saw he was very interested and asked if he wanted to be an astronaut someday. He quickly replied, "yeah, soon. Like when I'm an adult or something. But I only want to go to the safe planets, not like Mercury."

Duly noted. 

Happy Thanksgiving

Watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, Brody asks "Is that man on the turtle a clown?" I look up and see Richard Simmons. Yep. 

Wiggly teeth

Brody bounded into the kitchen tonight and came to a sliding stop, exclaiming "I have a wiggly tooth!!" Internally, I shouted "FINALLY!" This is a really big deal. Two years ago, his friends started losing their baby teeth and Brody wondered when he would. A year ago, we asked the dentist if she had any idea when he may start losing them. She looked at his x-rays and estimated 7 or 7 and a half. Brody was devastated. 

I met Brody for lunch in the cafeteria last week and each kid in his class told me how many teeth they'd lost so far. Six, four, three, six, five, six, etc. Brody said know how many I've lost? Zero. Poor kid. 

So, like I said, tonight is a big deal. He called Mamie, Granny, Poppa, and Evelyn, who at age 5 has lost six teeth already. Then Brody wiggled and wiggled that tooth, ate an apple and wiggled it some more. He freed the back but the front was still hanging on... until Jacob caught him by surprise and pushed it with his thumb. You could see Brody's face register what had just happened and as he showed it to me, it looked like it was floating above the gum line. I squealed, covered my eyes, and sent him to Jacob. This is not my thing. Jacob had him pull one last time and it was out. Brody looked woozy for a second, swayed a bit, and then started talking a mile a minute about the tooth fairy. We went from discovering a wiggly tooth to finding a bag for the tooth fairy in just over two hours. 

As Brody went to bed tonight, Jacob asked if he was going to show everyone at school tomorrow. Brody said, well, a lot of them have already lost teeth too. Jacob asked, so it won't be a big deal to them? Brody replied, well at least I'm part of that group now too.

Finally!!

Booyah

It took Logan five days to clean his room this week. The house cleaners are coming tomorrow, so this was his last shot. He needed to clean his room tonight or else the cleaning people would "vacuum up his toys", which is what we've taught our boys. At 6 and 4, they still fear the power of the cleaning people. 

So tonight, we told Logan after dinner that he needed to go back upstairs to clean his room. He was still sitting at the kitchen table and resisted, but we said he had to go. Then we got distracted. Brody asked to put music on so we could dance and Jacob played their new favorite, Radioactive. The music started, Jacob, Brody, and I started dancing, and Logan just watched for a second. I actually saw the moment that it dawned on him that we weren't enforcing the room-cleaning request. He jumped off his chair, shouted "Oh yeah! Booyah!" and joined in the dance party. 

Sigh. Not only did he ignore our request but he also gloated his win. If my kid is going to disobey and rub it in my face, at least he does it in a way that makes me laugh.