Dear Logan,

It is currently 8:57pm and you should be sleeping... but you are not. Instead you are in your bed, with the lights off, making up your own versions of songs - very similar to how your Uncle Keenan makes up his versions of songs when he doesn't know the words.

The song you are singing right now is to the tune of "Twinkle, Twinkle", and I know this because every few verses of the song you throw in a "twinkle, twinkle". The rest of it goes like this:

"eight, nine, ten, nineteen, twelve, thriiiiiirtttteeen! Up above the world so high, twinkle twinkle little star! One, two, three, four, five, six seven".

Beautiful honey!

Thomas: It's NOT for lunch

Today for lunch I made the kids whole grain flatbreads with homemade hummus, sugarsnap peas, applesauce and cottage cheese. I always tell them what I am making them, and today when I told them, Logan looked horrified and said "we eating Thomas?!". Poor kid, he was probably picturing beloved Thomas the Train all cut up on his plate. I told him "no, honey, HUMMUS!". Overall, the hummus was a hit and each kid had about 3 servings. No Thomas for lunch!

Just some cute.

A minute...

Dear Logan,

It really amazes me how much you learn in a week. Really, in just a week. One of your many new learned skills is bargaining. This cracks me up because, really, this just shows how much you are my son. And it drives your Dad a little crazy... a reason to love it even more.

For example, tonight you wanted to watch a movie.
Logan: "Mommy, a movie pleeeeeeease!"
Me: "No Logan, not right now, we have to go upstairs."
Logan: "Pleaaaase a movie for a minute!"

Yep, the "For a minute", "In a minute", and "For a bit" or "Just a bit" pretty much end each of your sentences lately. Cracks. Me. Up.

On a sweeter note, you are adorable when you sneeze. Not the actually sneeze itself (although, let's face it, at least you don't sneeze like Grandma Claudia! "Aaaaaahhhchoooooeeeeeeeeeee!!"), it is what happens AFTER you sneeze that is so cute:
Logan: SNEEZE
Me: "Oh! Bless you Logan!"
Logan: "Thank you Mommy!"

Melt.

Along with that, you have gotten good at your "Please", "Thank you" and "You're welcome". Damn good. So good that I listen to you and your friends have conversations. Someone will drop a toy, you will pick it up, they will say "Thank you!", and you will reply "You're welcome!". You do this every time. I know it seems trivial, but I think it is amazing because we taught you that!

Thanks for the Mommy Sammich tonight, and for "hugging my back". You're the best.

Love, Mom

Afternoon Snuggle

Yesterday afternoon after playing outside in the gorgeous spring air, Logan snuggled up in the "big chair", as he refers, and asked to be covered with Mommy's blankie... He instantly melted into the chair with a book, the blankie, and looking adorable.

A good man...

Last night my husband came home with a bottle of Clomid (round two, here we come), a bottle of Merlot, and a carton of ice cream with the word "chocolate" numerously stated within the description of goodness. I knew I married him for a reason.

These are a few of my favorite things...

A fun lunch for a random weekday for my boy who loves his letters... Some sweet new shades... And some kickass artwork made the first time using glue.