Elijah (2.5): "We don't eat swords, we eat lunch."
Ethan (6.5): "Wouldn't it be neat if our house was made of marshmallows" (said while eating - though not marshmallows)
Elijah: "When I get big I can be a dada (daddy) and do botions (devotions) and gyve (drive)."
Elijah: "When I'm dix and a have (six and a half), I be E-sin (Ethan)."
Elijah: "I'm a widdle baby, I need nursey milk."
Elijah: "When my deeth (teeth) ball (fall) out, I can have more nursey milk."
Elijah: "When I get big I can be a pweece man (policeman) and be mad and put people in gail (jail)"
Then yesterday while I was brushing my teeth I heard Ethan screaming in pain. I rushed down the hall to find him at the bottom of the stairs. From what I understand, Elijah had gotten upset that Ethan was going upstairs, so he tackled him as Ethan was going up and bit him in the back. Poor Ethan has quite a large bite mark (it even drew a little blood) on his back, in spite of wearing a turtleneck and a t-shirt.
It was one of "those days."
So much for being concerned about coyote attacks in your yard when you're not even safe in your own house?
The first day of high school
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