Sounds Good

Max and Ella love listening to Jack Johnson. Their favorite song is "La Da" (aka Bubbletoes--the chorus is "La da da da da da"). When we get in the car, Ella often requests it. (Max has stopped requesting it--just to be different.) There's one part where Jack says, "Mmmm" between phrases. One time when we were listening to it and he said "Mmmm," Ella followed up with, "Mmmm. Yummy."

Pancakes

Jen wrote this a while ago, and I guess it never posted. So I'll post it now.

Saturday I made a whole bunch of pancakes but accidently used baking soda instead of baking powder. They tasted horrible! The kids were quite dissappointed since they were really looking forward to such a nice breakfast. When I finally figured out what I had messed up, I explained to Nathaniel that I forgot "Kaiser Natron" was baking soda, not baking powder. He yelled "Curse you German language!"

Rock Band rockers

Barb, your post reminded me to write about this one. Jeff got Rock Band for Christmas, and both kids love playing it, especially the drums. When Xan sits down at the drums to play a song, he'll point the drumstick at me and say, "Mommy, are you ready to rock?" So I'll say "I'm ready to rock, are you ready to rock?", then he says "yeah, then let's ROCK!" with the drumsticks up in the air! Then when the song's over, he says "thank you, good niiiiiiiiiiiiight!" (yes, there has been some Daddy coaching involved)

He's also great at singing, and I've been really surprised how many of the songs he knows almost all the words, and it's so cute to watch him singing it with the microphone. Also, when ever we're driving around in the car and a Rock Band song comes on, he gets really excited and lets us know it's a Rock Band song.

My little rockers

We were in the car listening to the "Curious George" movie soundtrack, and Carter kept telling Nate to make the music “weally wowed” (really loud). When it was loud enough, Kai yelled from the back seat, “Yeah Dad, that’s how you really rock it!”

Always One Up On Us

Since we moved to our new house, Max has referred to his room as his "house." One day, I noticed him looking at our kitchen cabinets. He pointed to one of the knots in the wood and asked what that "hole" was. After I explained it to him he thought for a minute and said, "My house is better than yours. It doesn't have any holes in it."

He also told me his house is better because it has 14 smoke detectors and 5 fans.

Poor Max

On our first day in our new house, I found Max in the office with his pants around his ankles. When I came in he said, "Where's the place where I go potty?!"

(The office is right next to the bathroom, so he wasn't too far off.)