A Factoid

Max is almost three years old, and he has only vomited once.

From the Mouths of Babes Part III

Atticus (age 4) had a fever today, poor baby. When we got home from lunch, he was ready for some Motrin and a nap. As he slowly walked up the stairs he said "Mommy, I feel like an old man instead of a little boy."

Special Sauce

A friend of ours told us that this was the summer her husband was going to have The Talk with their 9-year-old son. At the rate Charlie is going, there will be no need for a Talk. Maybe he'll give us a Talk when he's 9.

Last week we were all driving in the car and Charlie was babbling away, asking a million questions. Somehow we got on the topic of how babies are made. He told us he knew how babies were made. He informed us that the baby grows in the mommy's tummy but that the baby is part of the daddy too. He went on to tell us that the daddy part comes from the "sauce" that comes from his testicles.

"Where did you hear about this sauce?" I asked.

"Nowhere, " he replied, "I thought of it myself."

Mark and I looked at each other out of the corner of our eyes. Mark started to speak, but I waved him off and said, "Oh, really, Charlie? What color is the sauce?"

"Red, like blood," he replied, matter-of-factly.

Whew!