Pringles and Pilates

I've been doing my pregnancy pilates dvd for several weeks, and the kids love doing it with me. They usually want their own drinks because they see me get an ice water when I do it. Then they bring snacks along too. One day we were doing it and they were feeding me pringles periodically, during the workout. Haha.

This morning Paige got bored about 1/2 way through and went to the playroom. After a while she came and got me, and said "Come see I cleaned the kitchen." She looked so proud, so I paused the dvd and went to see. She had lined up some of her kitchen supplies neatly across the shelf and stood next to it smiling.
Now I can see that it actually could use a cleaning.

I love how Cason talks lately. He's so expressive, he makes the best faces to emphasize what he's saying. And he just says funny things. He tells me things are "messed up" all the time lately. Like yesterday I was quilting, and I was spreading it out flat on the ground to pin something. Cason walked across it and wrinkled it up a little bit. He pointed to the wrinkle and said "Mess up, mama. Surry." He's so cute. That's another thing, he's tacking on the name of whoever he's talking to at the end of the sentence. There's usually a tiny little pause before "mama" or "daddy" or whoever. He asks all the time where we're going, or what I'm doing. He'll just say "Going, mama?" or "Doing, mama?"

He also thinks it's so funny if he accidentally trips or runs into something. Yesterday he slipped in the pool. His feet flew out from under him and he slid to his back with a HUGE splash. His eyes were gigantic and he looked so scared for about a second. Then he realized he was okay and he started cracking up and making this face at me and Paige: