Butt

I've already posted this on Facebook, but it was so funny. And there is a sequel to the story.

Norah was screaming about something and Levi asked why she was screaming. I said "Because she is a butt". Norah said "I not a butt. I have butt in my pants". Pretty cute right.

The next morning we dropped the boys at school and went to Walmart. Levi got his wallet out of his pocket to pay and Norah said "Daddy, you don't have a butt". We then had a conversation about everybody having a butt, so Norah went through a list of almost everyone she knows and said "_____ have a butt". After she went through everyone else she said "And I have a butt in my pants. It's stinky". :)

A Grandpa Filled Saturday

For some reason the kids had Grandpa on the mind this Saturday.

Saturday morning Norah woke up and I was getting her dressed. I asked her if she wanted to wear her pretty jeans. She said "No. Those Grandpa Scott's pants". Apparently Grandpa Scott likes to wear jeans with flowers all over them.

Saturday afternoon all the kids were playing up in the attic while I was putting the boys clothes away. At first they were just playing legos and trains and stuff, but then I saw them all move to the spare bedroom and whisper to each other. Wesley took off down the stairs as fast as he could and came back up with his harmonica. Mason got out some drum sticks for the snare and set up the play drum set for Norah. Wesley started singing "Grandpa's Big Beard" while Mason drummed and Norah drummed/danced. It was very cute so I had Levi take a break from painting to some see it. Wesley sang until he forgot the words and then did a long harmonica solo. Mason and Norah then took over the vocals. It was quite entertaining. Our kids are all very musical. I'm not sure which Grandpa this was supposed to be about since 4 out of 5 of their Grandpas have beards, but it was great.

What the what?

It's been a long time since I posted on here. Guess I've been too busy, but this story warrants an update.

About a week ago Norah woke up from her nap and when I was changing her diaper she said "The devil is coming". I asked her again and it still sounded like "The devil is coming". I asked where she heard that and she said "I don't know. The bat told me. The bat that daddy's saw". This was all not making any sense to me and was kind of freaking me out. We went downstairs and I told her to tell her dad what she told me.

Downstairs she told Levi, "The devil is coming. He's going to bring me presents".

I have no idea where she learned this. We don't know if she is confusing the devil and santa or what is going on.