I love boys

Boys are funny.

Yesterday Kire came into my room naked and said, "mom look, I caught a ball."

My response, "Ok buddy, just don't squeeze too hard, now go wash your hands."

And Jack's nickname is "turtle wiener." I'm a mean mom. But his wiener is always tucked in like a turtle head, like he's cold all the time.

I love my boys. They are so funny and so wonderful. They make me laugh all day long. Jack is a wild little guy and so funny. We always call him simple minded because all he wants to do is throw balls (which Kire never does). The only thing he ever says is dada, ball, and baba-for bottle. Once in a while he'll say mama, but he's definitely a daddy's boy. And Kire is so smart. He just finished his first year of preschool and he has learned so much. He knows all his letters and can write them well. He loves to learn. He is really good with Jack too. Jack follows him everywhere and tries to do whatever Kire does. They are going to be quite the pair.