Holy Toledo! It's Batman!!!!

Well....Will finally pooped in the potty after much, prayer and bribes and prayer and threats and prayer......he finally did it! So after searching the world (well Sahuarita) over I finally found a batman suit and a wonderful friend to dress the part! So.....here he is! He finally paid us a visit tonight!

Thanks, Dan...or BatDan!

He fooled everyone! Shoot, I was almost fooled myself.

All except Mae, that is. When he left she whispered to me, "Mom, was that Mariah's Dad?" Can't fool her, Nancy Drew!

It's Batman the Brain (as Will likes to call him)

The Big Kids and Batman

Batman is awesome!

I'm a big boy, Batman!

Hello, Batman!

What does this equal?

This


Plus This




Equals This!

Poor Will ran behind Mae's swing and BAM! It was all over but the crying. He's perfectly fine...other than a big fat lip!

Now the poor thing looks like Angelina Jolie!

Bless His Heart!!!!

Incidents

I just noticed that I haven't posted any pictures in a while. So...I'll go take some soon and post them. I need to show ya'll how warm it is here so hopefully we'll all be in our shorts.

Anyway...I wanted to tell ya'll some funny things Will has said and done lately. I feel like I talk about him a lot. I guess I'm with him more than anyone else and...well... he is funny. So, here goes.

Incident One: Today while fixing Will his lunch he said, "No, Mama. I want Santa Claus crackers!" What?! in the world are Santa Claus crackers? Well, I realized that Santa Claus crackers are plain soda crackers, not the Ritz I was about to give him. Why are they Santa Claus crackers? They are the crackers we serve to our elves at Christmas....of course!

Incident Two: This weekend Rusty came into the Kitchen to find Will up on a stool that he had pushed over to the counter leaning over a pile of gum wrappers and gum while chewing with all his might.

Incident Three: While driving the big kids to school yesterday I noticed a woman wearing all white (White coat, white little hat, white pants, white shoes) running down the sidewalk. Now, she wasn't just out for a leisurely jog, she was literally sprinting. She looked like she was running for her life. Will proclaimed in his deepest gravely voice, "OOOO! Look at that woman! She is RUNNING down that sidewalk!"

Incident Four: Now this isn't just one incident. This is something he does every time. Every time Will uses his potty he yells at the top of his lungs, "I SPRAYED IT!!!!" He's so proud. And so am I!

I'm sure I could come up with about a million incidents. He is just so funny to us.

Remember...check back soon. I'll post some sunny pictures for all of you stuck in the bitter bitter cold.

Our New Baby

We have a new baby in the house. I know, I know. You thought this impossible, right? Well....Will has adopted (borrowed) a baby from next door. He sucks a pacifier (just like he does) AND he sings! He LOVES, loves, loves his new baby. He makes me wrap him up just like an infant from the hospital.

What's his name? Oh! How could I forget this most important bit of info.

Why....It's Baby Elmo.

Of course!

Bosums!!!

As you know the "big" kids have been home on Fall Break all week. We've tried to plan some fun activities to keep them busy. Yesterday we had to go into town to get John Russel's allergy shot. We all piled into the van and off we went. After getting his shot we have to wait in the waiting room for 20 minutes to see if he is going to have a reaction. We are all used to this. There are toys and kids books to keep everyone busy. So....we wait. There were three other people waiting in the waiting room with us. (All older) I decided to put on some chap stick while I wait because my lips felt rather parched. As I was applying my favorite shade of rhubarb by Burt's Bees Will took notice of my doings. He then proclaimed rather loudly, "I need some! I need some for my BOSOMS!!!!" What!? He did not just say that. He then said it again. "Mama, I need some for my BOSOMS!!!" The "big" kids thought this was hilarious and started laughing immediately. I looked around the waiting room. Not one person had looked up from their magazines. (I guess they had had enough of us) I then said, "OK, Will you can have some chap stick for your LIPS!!"

We then decided to meet Rusty for lunch. We had a pretty uneventful lunch and then headed back out to the van. As we were loading the kids in Will became very agitated with me. Who knows why. It could have been my slow approach or the fact that his favorite toy of the moment was lying on the floor out of reach. Anyway he started screaming and yelling. At the same time some very professional looking ladies were walking towards the restaurant which led them right by our van. As they got near our open door, Will hollered, "BOSOMS! BOSOMS! BOSOMS!"

Oh really, I thought! You've got to be kidding me. Do I even get embarrassed at this point.

On the ride back home I proceed to tell Will that we don't say that. I try not to make a big deal because that is what you're supposed to do. Right? Then I realize it's already a "big deal". My two other children have made this so by their repeated laughter and retelling of the story.

Well........ At least it was the word bosoms and not something else.

I guess!