Before I forget...

I'm always saying, "I should write that down" when my kids say something funny, but I always forget, so instead of going to bed (like I said I would) I'm going to pause in the middle of this catch up to bring you todays best conversation with K:

K: Mother, I'm not a child anymore. (wish I could capture the sassy tone)
Mom: Oh? What are you?
K: I'm a bigger girl. I was a child when I was three. And two and one. J-boy is a child. But not me.

Now, where did she get that?

The mouths of babes...

I adore my kids (almost all the time). The other night, J jr. was saying the prayer at bedtime (I was saying a phrase at a time, and he was repeating me). I said, "Thank you for this beautiful day," and he said, "Thank you for this beautiful day." I said, "Please bless Daddy to do well on his test," and he said, "Please bless Daddy to do well on his test." I said, "Please bless me to go right to bed and sleep all night," and he said, "Please bless sister to go right to bed and sleep all night." K and I errupted in giggles. No matter how we tried to rephrase it, he wouldn't bless himself to go right to bed and sleep all night. But I guess Heavenly Father heard MY prayer as well as J's, because they both went to bed and slept all night. :)
Me and the kids on the beach on Vancouver Island, near Victoria

The kids do this to themselves, I swear.