Monday, 21 February 2011

4.

Me- "Gaius, I'm going to turn you into a pretzel."

Gaius- "You can't do that because you're not magic....but you do have magic in your heart."

Tuesday, 8 February 2011

3.

"I don't like hand fertilizer, it stings when it gets in scratches on your hands"- Xavier while wiping his hands on a wipe, not using hand SANITIZER!

Monday, 7 February 2011

2.

Leia and Xavier (in tag-team fashion)- "Gaius! You have to be a Christian to get to heaven....don't you want to go to heaven someday? Don't ya? Don't ya?..." (etc.)

Gaius *while looking at me like a deer in headlights*- "I don't want to be a Christian. I want to be a Mama's boy."

Saturday, 5 February 2011

1.

While I was in the depths of sleep deprive-ery (?) with my first baby. I had this dream in which I cut off my son's hand at the wrist with a pair of scissors. Of course I woke up immediately and felt like a terrible, horrible mother. But, it was only a dream, and no child was harmed in the making of it.