I started this blog to keep track of the funny things my kids say and do and as of the first entry they stopped being funny.  I was really running out of material but found the key to comedy.  EXHAUST them.  If they aren't at full melt down they are really funny.

This weekend we went to a birthday party for the three year old son of friends of ours.  Liam and Joey go to school together and are on the same baseball team.  Joey's dad coaches.  Joey is really cute.  He all boy.  Rough and tumble, frogs and mud, you think of Joey when you think "boy".  What's funny about Joey is that he's also the sweetest, most affectionate kid you'll meet too.  He's always hugging.  Usually after school he has a huge hug for one of his buddies (often Liam) that knocks them both to the ground.  Liam always says "stop, let go, get up" but always has a smile on his face and told me that he tells Joey to stop but really he likes the hug.  One time after school Joey gave Liam a hug and a little nibble on his ear.  It was so innocent and honest and cute.

I love that as "boy" as Joey is he's learned that's it's totally great to love his friends and show them how you feel.  We have had him over and he's give us as much love as the kids.  I LOVE this.  I hope he never feels that being a guy means holding that back.  Today on the way to church he and Liam held hands.  It just makes you tear up that they are so cute and can so easily express themselves.  

Saturday was a pool party for Joey's little brother Zachary.  He's a funny kid too.  He has a very deep and gravelly voice for a three year old.  I want to teach him to sing "What a Wonderful World".  I think Lois Armstrong would be impressed.  I dressed the kids in their swim suits and rash guards and just as we were walking out the door Seamus said "I want to go too." I said, "Of course, come on." He waved his hand over the front of himself (picture Vanna White) and said "I can't wear THIS to a party."  I told him it was a pool party and he told me he didn't know what was and what it had to do with what he was wearing.

We had a blast and were really tired when we got home.  Seamus took a nap and then when right out to his swing.  He loves to swing and would happily allow you to push him all day long.  As he's swinging he makes up songs.  Yesterdays was about a monkey on our road that had a job and worked, worked, worked all day and swung, swung, swung on his tail all night.  

The exhaustion held though and everyone slept so good last night.  I got more sleep last night then since I was pregnant with Liam.  It was glorious.  In the morning Seamus got up, came in bed with us and then fell asleep again.  When he woke up for good he wanted me to wash his eyes (he has a leaky eye that we are going to get fixed that makes his eyes stick during the night).  When I didn't jump right up (because I was fast asleep) he said "Come on Mom I'm dyyyyiiiinnnngggg."  

He went into the bathroom off our bedroom but wouldn't let us in because he was pooping.  We both dozed off and Ger jumped up when he realized Seamus never came back from the bathroom.  He found him standing on a chair in the bathroom and stacking the paper cups one by one into the holder.  The stack was almost 2 feet high.  It kept him very occupied and he was proud of his "fake tower".

When Liam wakes up he often goes right into the toy room to make us an art project.  Today he used red sprinkles (since we don't do food coloring anymore we use those sprinkles for art work) and green tissue to make a picture of his strawberry patch.  It was really cute. 

We went looking for a farm market today and I told Liam that maybe we'd get him cherries.  He thought about that a bit and then said "I'd really like parmesan cherries." At first I thought, EWWW!  Then I realized he meant Maraschino Cherries.  Still eww but I get it at least.  He has a lot to learn about what's real food and what's not.  

We had a great ride around Warren and Goshen and back and then got something to eat while we were out.  We did some gardening, washed the cars, ate dinner and NOW are about to melt down from all the tired.   Seamus is on the floor under my computer now shoving papers up the legs of my shorts.  Time for baths.