Tonight Mommy decided to have a sing-a-thon before bedtime.  As she laid down in the bed next to Adam and sang I hopped on her back.  We would sing, "Yes Jesus loves (jump jump) MEEEE!  Yes, Jesus loves (jump jump) MEEE!  I loved hopping on mom right before the last word of a verse.  Same with wheels on the bus.   I especially loved the people going bumpity bump.  Then I hopped down and patted her on the back and said, Ahhhh. 

Nigh Nigh!

Day-Day

So today I was outside with the boys.  I saw a table full of guns, like a scene from Matrix.  I grabed one and went for Adam.  I said stick-em-up.   I shot him a few times.  He said, no no daddy.  I'm playing with bubles.  So I moved to David.  

David was playing with one of those big red with a yellow top cars.  He had just gotten out.  I shot him a few time grand theft auto style.  He held out his hand for the gun.  I handed it to him, expected retaliation.  He aim it towards his chest and fired off two shots with a bored look on his face.  Sort of saying, wow Dad big deal.  Then he handed me back the gun with a look of dissapointment.

Maybe tomorrow Daddy!