So I tried bathing Rose in the kids' bathroom sink for the first time. It also might be the last. It was a tight squeeze, but she had a good time!
Claire is a pro at riding her bike. She goes around and around our house/island. Here's Claire, William, Ryan and Rose making the rounds.
I later got on my bike and raced Claire around the house. She got onto me about not wearing a helmet.
William's latest funny stuff:
After he sneezed at the breakfast table, "Mom! I bless-shooed on my cereal!"
While partaking of the sacrament, William held up his water cup and right before he drank it, he said, "tiny cup?" as he does
every single week and then, "Wall E wants some" in which he proceeded to feed his little toy Wall E the rest of the water. Nice and reverent.
He puts up a fuss about "the purple" in his room and won't go to sleep until it goes away. "The purple" that he's referring to is a tiny speck of a reflection on the ceiling light cover of the light from the wipes warmer. Since we've owned the home, the light in his room did not have a light cover. So I finally went out and bought the glass cover for $4 at Lowe's and screwed it on. It looks much better, but now it reflects "the purple" and causes terror to young children (or just William). Seriously, this light is a tiny speck of purple on the glass - I can hardly see it
with my contacts in. So Ryan finally had to take it down. Last night, William was nagging Ryan about making cookies (after he gave up on me) and Ryan was so tired of it, this was the threat Ryan made, "William, if you don't stop talking about cookies, I will put the light cover on, so help me!" To which William respond in tears and falling to the floor wailing , "NO! Not the purple, not the purple!"
What do I even say to that?