Bubbles

Visiting my brother's family, my sister-in-law and I each thought the other had an eye on the boys in the Whirlpool bath.  We could hear them shrieking in delight  and then a note of panic crept into their voices and I rushed in.  Apparently we should have taken the bubbles.  

"Mom! Mama! I think we need you!"

 

Peach Picking

Ready to go. I don't know where they get their fashion sense from. 

And at home peeling peaches for peach pie, I told Sam, "you're getting fast at peeking peaches."

"Yes," he replied seriously, "when super-heroes practice something they get very fast."

"What's Your Name?"

Vivian doesn't typically answer the question, "what's your name?"

She has a variety of answers.  Once, when I brought her into school to pick something up, a coworker asked what her name was. She replied, "Curious George."

Sometimes when people ask, she'll say, "Sam." (She also thinks she's five like him). 

Most of the time she says her name is, "Bethan." In which case I then need to explain, "that's my name, her name is Vivian," which people then think is hilarious.  

The other day a lady leaned down and said, "oh aren't you just adorable!  What's your name?" and Vivian gave her a charming smile and said, "Vivian."  Sam and I started cheering, the first time we had heard her say it correctly in response.  Vivian paused, "yes, name Vivian Bethan."  

Close enough. 

"Isn't this the Season?"

We were driving the other day through a city, when Sam asked, "mom, isn't it almost the season where raccoons start falling out of the trees?"

I started laughing, and asked, "what?"
"Yah, you know, when the little raccoons start falling, they look like they're falling from the sky."

"Sam," I said, "raccoons are animals. You know, the furry, black and white ones that come out at night… they have a black ring around their eye and big bushy tails…"

"Oh, they're nocturnal?"

"Yes," I said.

"No, these things aren't nocturnal.  They fall during the day too.  Actually they're not animals.  They're like those brown things, they're hard."

"Acorns?" I asked.

"Oh, yes!  Acorns.  Not raccoons!!!! HAHAHA"