Prestonisms

While getting packing food for our picnic...

P: "Can we listen to Ice Ice Baby...I want to rock!"

While talking on the phone to his Pappy...

P: "Happy Birfday Pappy! How many candles are on yer cake?"

Pappy: "54"

P: [pauses] "Are you serious?"

 

While trying to catch a spider in it's web...

P: "He's running from me 'cause he's scared. He doesn't know me."

P: [to the spider] "Hi! My name is Preston!"

P: [with enthusiasm] "Mommy!! He's not scared anymore, cause I died him!"

Me: "You died him?"

P: [matter of factly] "Yeah, I killed him."

 

Bathtub chit chat...  

P: "Did you know me and Daddy match? We bof [both] have geen [green] eyes. So we match!"

Me: "That's right, you do!"

P: (while holding up his forefinger and shaking it once) "AND... AND we bof have big eenises [penises]. Our penises match, too!"

Me: "Not sure if that's good for you, or bad for Daddy?"

P: "It's good Mommy. Cause matching is good!"

 

Kid Stats

Since I'm attempting to play a mad game of catch-up, thought I'd post the yearly check-up stats for the kids.

Preston, at 3 years
• 31lbs 2oz. in the 25th percentile.
• 36.25" in the 25th percentile.

Norah, at 1 year
• 21lbs 5oz. in the 50th percentile.
• 29.25" in the 50th percentile.

She's gaining on her big bro!

A New 'Do at Dooz

Norah was born with a full head of hair. Lost the back and some of the sides, kept all of the top. So what is that- a reverse mullet?
Whatever it is, she no longer has it!

Thanks to Rachel at Dooz, the days of the thin, whispy pigtails are gone (not that they weren't ahhh-dorable)...Norah is now sporting a chic inverted bob of sorts.

There were bubbles, books, toys and snacks. Norah hadn't a clue what was going on, but she did know she WASN'T happy. By the end of the haircut she was in a rage- face blotchy, breathing heavily, and didn't give a poo about the "prize" they were trying to give her.

Stylists who cut children's hair must have the most patience in the world!

Before- content and clueless.

After- confused and ready to hit the road. (She was waving bye-bye)