The boy

"Hey, Mom, look at my hair!!!"

"Whoa, it looks good, buddy! Did you wet it down with water?"

"Nope."

"Oh. What did you put into your hair to make it look wet, then?"

"I don't know." And he wandered off.

It was liquid hand soap, dripping out of his hair.


Several nights ago we were eating a dinner that apparently none of the kids were overly fond of. Jesse and I had to tell them all three over and over to keep eating their food. Then one of us noticed that Zeke's food was disappearing quite quickly all of a sudden. After watching him for several seconds, we realized that he was shoveling bites in and swallowing them whole.


The other day I was outside trimming the dead stuff off of our plants and trees, and the kids were playing close by. I heard Cooper say something about potty, so I turned around to check on them. It seems Zeke decided he needed to go potty in the grass (always exciting), but instead of finding a secluded corner or a tree to pee behind, he had gone over to the low iron fence that separates our yard from a decently busy street. And by the time I had turned around he had stripped his pants and undies completely off, and was struggling to get his sweatshirt over his head, while his critical parts were just hanging out for everyone walking or driving by to see. We had to have a short talk about being "discreet".


And by the way, when people talk about boys eating a lot, they're not kidding! Zeke ate four bowls of cereal for breakfast yesterday!