Jesus' Death

last night Will wanted to read about Jesus' death and resurrection. So we did. At the end, his comment was "they didn't do a very good job killing him."
Because he came alive again.
Oh my.
Complicated explanation ensued.
He assured me that he would have done a better job.
Eek.
I explained that he couldn't actually kill God, which was the problem with the Jews.
He's still thinking on that one. . .

Then tonight I had to explain why our gingerbread house is in the fridge in the garage. The reason is that during Christmas I had a feeling we'd have an ant invasion if I left it in the house, so I put it in the fridge in the garage. Will said "but, you could have left it on the table, and the ants couldn't get it there, it's too tall."
I said "well, but they could climb up the legs and get to the table that way."
Will countered "well, we could make a table with no legs." And then he had the funniest look on his face, as he's picturing all the problems with that scenario.
Then he decides how to fix it:
"Bendy nails. We could use bendy nails and hang it from the ceiling, and we'd need a hammer and a ladder. . . and that's probably a Daddy job."
Good thing Daddy's in charge of that one.

Up your nose.

Will climbed into Betsy's crib this afternoon after her nap. He was being so sweet, and kissed her on her nose. She wiped it off. He said "oh, no, Sissy, that's not coming off, it went up your nose."

Yup. Up your nose.

Camping at Camp Pendleton

Amazing. I decided to surprise Mike and plan to take the family camping. We were going to go to San Elijo. . . even got a campsite at the last minute. But then a friend invited us to join them at Camp Pendleton. And this is where we were for the kids' first camping trip. Steaks, s'mores, doritos. It was marvelous. The kids did great sleeping in the tent. Will kept waking up and looking confused, then looking at me and I'd say "It's okay Will, remember - we're camping in a tent?" And he'd lie down and go back to sleep.

Absolutely amazing. Three miles of untouched beach. . . and maybe four other campsites.
Yeah, we are spoiled living here.

On Owl City - Fireflies

Will "I'd like to get a piano like that because then I could play all sorts of songs and my songs would be loud, loud, loud."

(Piano sounds like "pano")

I love this boy. He's cuddling on my lap and watching the video for the fifth time in a row.

"when he turns off the lights, his toys are all sleeping. . ."


awww. . .

Mike, we're staying up for you! :)

But then. . . "I'm too tired NOT to fall asleep."


And so to bed.