The boys use the word "real" instead of "regular."
Example: "Mom, are you making real cookies?"
I asked the boys if they were twins, and they each said, "I'm a twin!" Then they came together, put their arms around each others' shoulders and stood there, posing. It was so strange. And cute.
I asked Jack who Daddy loves the most and he said, "Umm, probably Logan & Wyatt." Typical middle child, thinking he's not loved!
Then I asked him who I love the most and he replied immediately, "Daddy." The kid is smart.
They sing "Sunshine" each night, with Wyatt snuggling them in their beds, and they fight over who gets him first. It is so precious. I really need to record it. They wrap their arms around him, sharing their blankets & stuffed animals with him. Then they kiss him & love him & tell him, "I'll see you in the morning, buddy. Sleep good."
The other day in the car, Wyatt was smiling. So I told the boys to talk to him. Jack said, his voice syrupy sweet, "You're my best friend..." and Logan told him, "You're my best little brother, buddy."
Today in the yard Jack came running to me, proclaiming there was a ladybug on his finger. In fact, it was the remains of a spider. I told him it was a spider, but he didn't need to worry, it was dead. "It's dead?" he asked. "Yes, you killed it," I told him. "I killed it. It's batteries are dead," he said to Logan. I said, "Do you know what that means? Dead?" And he said, "It means it's not working."
My mom had her nails done on Friday (the pretty, fake ones) and while I complimented them upon noticing, Jack told her, "Umm, Nanny, probably you need to cut your nails."
We were at Ikea, where they have a million large flags, and Logan told Josh it was a tag, and that the tag makes the cars go faster.
My sister & I took our boys to the Saturday market this weekend, where I got the boys cotton candy. I was so excited for them to try it for the first time. Jack tried it, but wasn't impressed. Logan refused to even try it. Roxanne & I pleaded with him, telling him how yummy it was, that it was really special cause it was purple and he just looked at us and said, "But, it looks like cat hair."
Lately Logan has been calling Jack "Jackie." No one else calls Jack "Jackie". We call him "Jack-Jack", "Jackasaurus" or "Jackington", but never "Jackie". Logan picked the nickname, Jack doesn't seem to mind, and hearing Logan call him that, his own special pet name for his twin, is really tender to me.
I took the boys on a bike ride at Officer's Row this weekend. They rode bikes & I semi-jogged with Wyatt in the stroller behind them. As I came upon them under a set of old oak trees, they were stopped, still as stones and Jack had his finger up to his lips, signaling for me to be quiet. When I asked him why I had to be quiet, he said it was because we were in the forest where it's dark, so you have to be quiet.
We were at Target and Logan asked if it was time to look at the toys yet. I told him no, we weren't done shopping yet, and we look at the toys at the end. He looked at me, his eyes pleading and said, "But mom, that's what kids do!"