c is for cookie

carter: daddy, mommy said that you need to give me 3 chocolate bars when we get home.

daddy: okay that sounds good.  let me check with mommy and then i’ll get them for you.

carter: actually, mommy said that you are just supposed to give me 1 chocolate bar.

daddy: okay that sounds good. let me check with mommy and then i’ll get one for you.

carter: actually, you don’t need to check with mommy, she already said yes.

daddy: okay, i might just check with her any way.

carter: actually, can i have a cookie?

just what are they teaching him in school??

carter: mommy mommy mommy guess what? i know all about states

mommy: oh wow – that’s great

carter: and guess what my favorite state is?

mommy: i don’t know – texas? colorado?

carter: no mommy! my favorite state is canada

 

cold-orado

this weekend we visited colorado and it was so fun to see family, friends and fall – we actually got to wear jeans, long-sleeved shirts and jackets!

 

check out the long sleeved, full pant pajamas!

 

we also got to see my niece nichole – so fun! the first time all of the cousins on my side of the family were all together…

more pictures of the weekend coming soon…

overheard at the grocery store

carter:  i really, really, really, really want to buy that pasta, mommy.

mommy: that pasta has cheese in it so we can’t buy it. it might make your stomach hurt.

carter: (loudly) but mommy it’s okay if i have diarrhea. i don’t mind. i really really want to try that pasta.

if it’s not one thing…

i continued in my quest to take a decent picture of the children. and let’s just say it’s a good thing i have a day job.

what’s worse – for this latest batch my children were (more or less) willing participants. carter was begging me to take a picture of he and his sister, and yet…

if it’s not one thing it’s another…bruises, tongues, and wild hair are all difficult to photoshop.

what on earth?? who are these people??

and then, there’s the issue with the fake, forced smiles. ugh!! i’ve tried explaining this to carter but he just smiles…bigger…and faker…not to mention that during these “smile conversations”, halle decides to take an interest in the sofa or the floor or quadratic equations or whatever her little mind decides is more interesting…

…and i’ve lost her focus. great. photo shoot over. but a few days later i dust myself off and try again…

halle, can you please, please, please drop the sippy cup??!! i’m trying to take a picture!! and it just went downhill from there…

mommy: “carter, why are you pursing your lips?”

carter: “mommy, i don’t have a purse. purses are for girls.”

sigh. looks like i’ll have to try again some other day.