What J thinks of Pumpkin carving

I will try...

to keep writing on this blog! I started it in June and stopped in June. What is wrong with me?(A lot of things I am sure) We are certainly not at loss for stories and happenings around here! I will say it again so maybe it will soak into my brain...I will try to keep writing on this blog. I will try to keep writing on this blog. I will try to keep writing on this blog. I will keep writing on this blog!

The Sleep Over

Last night my 8 year old niece spent the night with my 6 year old daughter. Oh The fun!! Giggles, movies, giggles, popcorn, giggles, pillow fight, dress up & more giggles. WOW can girls that age giggle!
J had fun jumping in the middle of their bed they had set up in the living room. They didn't like it too much though. According to them he was messing everything up. Poor baby I let him roll around on my bed and he was happy with that.
I woke up at 2am with two girls snuggled in bed with me they must have scared themselves. Silly girls!
Around 6am (I was sort of awake) I feel the bed start to jump and hear "Oh Cool" come out of my daughter.
My niece : "What?"
My daughter: "If you look real close you can see my mom's leg hair. It's all stubbly."
My niece: "That is so cool!"
I open my eyes to see both girls staring intently at my legs. I am so glad that my leg hair was that fascinating . LOL (Note to self: Shave legs tomorrow.)

The girly's went nonstop all day till my niece left around 6pm. I am so tired! J better sleep tonight!!!

Moon!

First of all I didn't moon anyone. :) Not today anyway.

Ok now, the other night we were out for an evening swim . My sister and nieces were with us. J pointed to the moon and asked "Whas dat?" Sis told him it was the moon. That was the extent of their conversation.

The next evening we were out and J started to get real excited jumping all over and saying "OOOH! Ohhhh! Mamma! Mamma!" and pointing. Me: What's wrong bub? J: OHHH Mamma! M o o n M o o n Dat M o o n!! Now when we are out in the evenings he has to find the M o o n first thing.