Our elf brought us a North Pole breakfast!

Bainbridge

Every year since Cohen was 2 Santa has sent us an elf. His name is Bainbridge. He gets into all kinds of mischief and each night he goes back to the North Pole to let Santa know if the boys have been naught or nice that day!

This is what he did tonight......

....he had a snowball fight with the Nutcracker and made a huge mess under the tree.

Stay tuned for more elf magic......

Some of you might find this offensive....

.....but in a house full of boys, these conversations occur.

If you are embarrassed or offended by talking about private body parts--stop reading now!

Okay. You were warned. I must continue.....

The other night in the bath tub as I was bathing Cooper I looked at Evan and he was starring at me wide eyed. He said, "oh my goodness, mama, it's falling out."

You see? They take a bath together (for my sanity) and he was starring and pointing at Cooper's tee tee.

I said "No it's not. It's just fine." And I continued to wash Coop. We talk about tee tee's alot. A. LOT. So it's no big deal anymore to have a random conversation about them.

This time was a little different.

Evan said, "No, mama! Look! Down dare. What is dat? It's fallin' out. See?"

Me: "Oh, that's just his testicles. That's where they are. They are down there. It's fine."

Evan: "Oh, do I have vegetables too?"

Me: "Yes, you have testicles, too. All boys do."

Evan: Rubbing his head with worry. "Oh no! Are my vegetables gonna fall out too?"

Picture day......

Wednesday's Words

Here are a few recent quotes from the Day house....

1. Jeremy did something nice at the dinner table (I can't recall what!) and I said "well, you get brownie points for that." Cohen quickly asked, "how many points do you need for a brownie?"

2. Cohen said "Mama, I know how to spell Gatorade. G.A.T.O.R.H.A.T.E. All this time he thought he was drinking Gatorhate! That's a proud day for a Georgia Bulldog Mama!!!

3. Evan--"Mama, where's my butter?" Me--"I don't know baby. Maybe it's in your kitchen." Evan (getting a little frustrated)--"No, my butter!". Me--" I don't know where your butter is." Evan (stomping)--"NO! WHERE. MY. BUTTER?." Me (handing him his play stick of butter)--"Here." Evan (throwing it down)--"NOT. DIS. Where my butter, you know....my Cohen?!"

4. Cooper--"Mommy, I love you to the moon and back!"

Trunk or Treat (before actual Halloween)

Christy and Randall invited us to trick-or-treat at the hospital. Of course, I was a little skeptical at first given my fear of germs and all! But luckily, no germs were present and it took place in the nice fresh air of outside!

And boy was it FUN. And boy was there lots of CANDY.

The boys had a BLAST and got a LOAD of candy!

We will definitely check it out next year!

Thanks Bobby and Christy for the invite.

Berries

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