I don't speak Spanish

The boys and I treated Granny and the Great Grandmas to lunch at our favorite Chinese restaurant in Evansville on Saturday. I was so proud of the boys -- they sat fairly well, ate fairly well, and didn't cause any major messes. Success!

The waitress at the restaurant is a doll. She always strikes up conversation and loves visiting with the boys. She was asking Waylon lots of questions about school, his brother, etc. Waylon simply looked and nodded, but didn't say much. (That's out of character for him!)

When she walked away, he said, "I really wish she'd speak English. I don't know Spanish!" Stifling a smile, I explained that she was doing her best to speak English, and she was such a nice lady, we should be nice back. I suppose the good thing is, he didn't say it to her face! :)

I've been told our children will inevitably say something to a stranger that will embarrass us to no end. I'm sure my time is coming... whew, that was a close one!

The cloud factory

Yesterday, as I was driving home from my parents' house with the boys, Waylon looked out the window and said, "Look, Mom! Is that the cloud factory?"

It was actually a power plant, with clouds of steam (or whatever that is!) rising from it.

So innocent and so precious. Gotta' love the mind of a four-year-old! :)

It's tough being four...

So, Waylon comes home tonight and asks, "Are you sure I'm really four?"

My reply, "Yup. You're four. Why?"

His answer, "Well, I had trouble being four today."

Evidently, he is now officially too tall to play in the "kitchen" area at preschool, as he's hitting his head on the low ceiling in that area. He told me he can play in all the other areas -- dress up, blocks, puppets -- but the kitchen is no more.

My baby has outgrown his four-year-old preschool class. Bring on kindergarten! (Sob! Ha!)

Caring for the pony

Nolan loves his rocking horse. And, like any good little cowboy, he also loves caring for his pony -- brushing and petting him daily. :)

New arrivals!

The babies are here! Although, when we purchased the bred ewes in December, we were told they would lamb in January, February and March, all three ewes delivered within a week in January! Oops. :) Mommas and babies are doing great -- three ewes and one ram. Perfect!

Nolan was a bit hesitant to get near the lambs, at first. Now, though, he thinks they're great! Waylon enjoys going out with daddy to do chores (it's just a bit too cold to send Nolan out, just yet.). It's going to be fun to watch them grow, and watch the boys learn and "grow up" with these lambs, too.

Knock knock

Nolan has now discovered knock knock jokes. (Probably has something to do with big brother's joke telling.) So, Nolan is BIG into knock knock jokes.

Knock knock.
Who's there?
Blankie.

Knock knock.
Who's there?
Daddy.

Knock knock.
Who's there?
Socks.

You get the idea. We can't help but think it's about the cutest thing we've ever seen. :)

The little reindeer on stage

Waylon's preschool once again put on a great Christmas program. I must say, I was one proud momma. :) They sang "Away in a Manger," "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer," and "We Wish You a Merry Christmas." Waylon practiced many nights at home, and loved being one of the most animated kids on stage.

Nana manned the camcorder, and I of course, took photos non-stop. That left Daddy and Nolan with the big job of being Waylon's fans. Nolan lived up to the part, smiling and dancing, and clapping loudly after each song. We were all proud of our little Reindeer on stage. :)