April (cont.)

This video of Eve and her cousin, Sonya, (her junior by three months) is mostly for the fan club (you know who you are) but it does get pretty cute at about 59 seconds when they start trying to hold hands and smiling at each other, and then Sonya starts poking Eve in the eye.


Other random funniness of which I made record in the month of April:

-Lately Charlie has been using a germ as a scale for all things tiny. For example, I'll say that he can have a tiny bite of whatever treat I'm trying to avoid sharing, and he'll say (with a twinkle in his eye) "Like smaller than a germ?"

-Eve is quite the raspberry-blowing aficionado. She likes to practice during quiet moments, such as a thought-provoking pause in the Sunday School lesson.

-Antonia still gets confoozled with her words in an amusing and endearing--yet somewhat logical--way. Examples: "topping" for tank top, "Old Maybe" for Old Navy and "sneak-ret" for secret.

-Legend has it that I was quite the yarn-spinner as a young girl (told the babysitter that my dad had to sleep in the bunk bed with us kids because of a potato-chips-in-bed habit that my mom found distasteful) and it would now seem that Antonia has inherited this quality. Example: she told Lori that Eve had swallowed a bead and had to go to the doctor, a 100% fictitious tale of her invention. I generally am pretty good about keeping the choke-ables away from Eve. I wish Antonia would come up with some stories that would beef up my reputation as the best mom ever...

-Charlie has developed some specific opinions on his clothing. The other day I tried to get him to wear a pair of dress pants of the cargo variety (but tasteful) and he vehemently insisted on NOT wearing them.  "I don't WANT to wear those pants! I don't need that many pockets!" His reasoning was sound. I let him wear different pants.

-Finally, as Will and Antonia prepared for a quick trip to Virginia, Antonia had some questions about how the whole flying thing was going to work.
Antonia: Who's going to drive the plane? Are you going to drive the plane, Dad?
Will: No, the pilot will fly the plane.
Antonia. Oh. Does he have a hat?
Will: ...Probably....
Antonia:  But I don't want a pirate to drive our plane!