Naughty Boys

Today we put Arthur on Netflix on the computer while we ate breakfast. For some reason I realized some day our kids will be grown and have their own homes, and probably won't want to watch Arthur and eat breakfast with us. :(
I also noticed how dainty Paige is when she eats.
She's always been like that, I didn't even really need a bib for her when she was a baby. Cason however, gets food everywhere.

I mentioned recently how the kids are always in Neely's face. Then I was getting pictures off the camera and laughed at this one of Neely looking grumpy around the time she got tired of Cason's affections.
Ever since she first rolled, she's been trying hard to do it again. I was really surprised she still wanted to, after it startled her the first time. But she has been trying ever since, and just couldn't quite get the leg over. But today she did it, and smiled at us proudly. I didn't have the camera at the time, but here are some tummy time pics anyway, from a couple days ago.
Trudi was saying tonight that Neely has a special soul. It made me laugh, but it's true. She really does. It can't be explained, but she's wonderful.

We went to the library after breakfast today, and let the big kids do a couple of puzzles, and we picked out some books for them AND us. Cason made friends with some older kids while Paige was busy with puzzles. They asked him how old he was a couple different times. He always said he was 40. They thought he was hilarious. I saw them ask again one time while he was building something with blocks. He didn't even look up, and just seriously told them "I'm forty." Weirdo.

Tyra also texted me to remind me of something funny Cason said that I forgot to blog about. First of all, he likes to list things lately, just random things he's thinking about. And he'll always kind of emphasize and elongate the last word in each line. It sounds so cute in his awesome voice, I need to try and record it. Like a while ago he was listing the moods of babies for me, after he heard Neely cry. "Babies are haaaaappy. Babies are maaaaad. Babies are saaaaaaad. Babies are gruuuuuumpy..."

So a couple weeks ago we were driving to pick Jess up from his basketball game. Paige was spending the night at Grannybob's, so Cason had the rare chance to actually talk to me while we drove. (Paige usually monopolizes the conversation) He goes "Daddy's playing basketball, wif his friends?" He says friends correctly now, instead of pronouncing it "schriends". Sad. Anyway, I said "Yeah" and he goes "Oh. Daddy and his friends play baaasketball. They put the ball in the neeeeet. They have fuuuuuun. They be naaaaaaughty. They say 'stuuuuupid'...." Ha. He automatically has it in his head that boys get in trouble when they get together with their friends. I guess I'd better be ready for that when he gets older.