Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Aunt Mollie, Your Guilt Trip is Ready

We put the boys to bed last night relatively peacefully. After about 10 minutes I heard Will sobbing. He wouldn't respond to me until he finally said he wanted me to come upstairs so he "could tell me something." When I went upstairs he was crying in bed for the following reason: (of course this is a good 5 minutes into his fit when I went and got the camera)

[And since there won't be a video when I print my blog - he is sobbing because he misses Aunt Mollie and wants her to come back because she is his favorite babysitter.]

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Bath talk

Just overheard the following from the tub:

Will (to Sawyer): Why do you like that? (A McDonald's Barbie mermaid - which Will was playing with equally I might add.) You're not a grill! (aka 'girl') Don't you want to love a grill? You've got to be popular. Then you can love a grill. Like go to concerts and sing and stuff and then you're popular and get a grillfriend.

Mom: What are you talking about in there Will?

Will: Popular. If you're popular then a grill might come up to you and say "Do you want to get married?"


Wednesday, June 23, 2010

My #1 Fans

I overheard the following conversation coming from the back seat of my car today:

Will (to Sawyer): You know sometimes you bug me too much!
Sawyer: No! I don't bug you too much. Our mom does!
Will: Yeah.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Dear Bryce

8 years ago today I married my best friend. A cliche I know.

So far in 2010 we've been together for better and worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health. Thanks for putting up with me! (I can live without the poorer and sickness parts for the rest of the year though...and, of course, those weren't our vows so don't feel obligated.)

I leave you with the lyrics to our wedding song. Even though I know you were not aware we had a wedding song. We did. And this was it:

Grow old along with me
The best is yet to be
When our time has come
We will be as one
God bless our love
God bless our love

Grow old along with me
Two branches of one tree
Face the setting sun
When the day is done
God bless our love
God bless our love

Spending our lives together
Man and wife together
World without end
World without end

Grow old along with me
Whatever fate decrees
We will see it through
For our love is true
God bless our love
God bless our love