Beach Week

On Wednesday morning James and I were at home hanging out. I was cleaning and he was playing. He took all his clothes off (but not his diaper this time) and brought me his swim trunks. He said, “Help pwease,” so I helped him put them on. After a little while it was time to go get Genevieve from school, so I tried to put some warmer clothes on James. “No, I’n goin da beach,” was his reply. We really needed to leave, so I said, “Okay,” and grabbed some clothes to throw in the car for the errands we were going to do after picking up Genevieve. When we got to Genevieve’s school, her teacher, Mrs. Avery, opened the car door for Genevieve to get in. Genevieve shrieked and said, “James, you’re naked!” “No, I’n goin da beach,” he said. Then, he said, “Hi Mrs. Avery. I’n goin da beach.” She told him to have fun at the beach and he said, “Okay, I’n goin da beach!” It was pretty great. Genevieve and I had a good laugh in the car after that.

Halloween

So, the James Funny Story of the Week is about Halloween. The first house we went to was our next door neighbor. When Bob opened the door, James said,” Trick a treat, “ just like we had rehearsed and then said, “ Oh, I come in,” when he saw the bowl of candy. We didn’t explain to James that we weren’t actually going to go inside anyone’s house after we rang their doorbell and they opened the door. That is how it usually goes. Well, maybe not for missionaries, though. Anyway, after that, we when to trunk or treat at the church and James caught on really quickly to that whole thing. He said “trick a treat” and “tank you” at every car and looked into his pumpkin bucket in amazement after each piece of candy was dropped in. When we left the church, he said, “I get wots a canny in my punky!” He was so excited by all the candy that he kept opening a piece, but then would see another piece before he had eaten any and would open another and another. By the time we got home, his entire bucket was full of opened candy and lots of wrappers. Oh, and his costume. He was Winnie the Pooh, which he was really into. He kept saying, “I’n pooh bear, right here,” and would pat himself on the chest. All in all, it was a great night.