Visitors

Yesterday morning there was much ruckus from the street, and we went out to see the fire trucks going by.  Don't worry, there was no fire.  Just Santa in a fire truck, handing out candy to the kids.

I'm sure it will surprise no one that there was much excitement involved.

Mommy, I Walk?

Isaac had finished a particular difficult puzzle (he really loves puzzles lately!), and he declares,

"Mommy, I walk!"  

I was confused for a minute, wondering what he was talking about.
But then realized he was really saying:
"Mommy, I Rock!"   

hahaha.  Oh, sweet little ego.  

Quotes

I know, I know, this blog is heinously slackery on pictures lately.  I'll work on that.  But I keep having more and more stories of the funny stuff that Isaac says.  I think I like 3 and a half!  :)  hehe.

Here are a couple more:

Isaac was coming back from brushing his teeth.  He had large splashes of water on his shirt.

"Why are you all wet?"  I asked.

"Because... there's water on me."

Isaac, once again proclaiming that I am super-super slow (I think he must mean my driving) and was scolding John for now going super-slow also.  (Note, the road we were going on had a speed limit of 30.)  So I was again explaining that there was a Speed Limit, and we couldn't just go tearing down roads because we thought we were Lightning McQueen.  Confused, he pauses for a minute, and then says.  "Yeah!  The Speed Women!"