All the Way Down to My Feet

It was time for bed a couple of nights ago, and James told Mike that he was hungry. It's usually true since James is too busy all day to eat much of anything, but it's also a great stall tactic. Mike: "I think you're okay. You had dinner." James (while pushing on his tummy): "Look Dad. My tummy's so empty." Then, motioning from his tummy to his feet, James said, "I'n hungry all the way down to my feet."

Nice Fingers

So, the reason I have been so behind on posting James funny stories as of late, is because last week James was throwing up for three days, followed by four days of the runs. Patrick started last week with the runs (which has continued) and then started throwing up on Tuesday (this has also continued). Analise had a brief stint with the puking in the middle of the night on Wednesday. James and Analise are better. Patrick is not. Genevieve seems to have miraculously avoided it (so far). And I am still trying to catch up on our regular laundry, since the washer and dryer have been in a continuous state of emergency laundering for two weeks now. Oh, and the baths! Our water bill is going to be scary this month.

Anyway, several days of the runs will give a kid a sore bottom. I had been putting vaseline on the affected area for James after his many baths everyday. One night, I was gone and Mike gave James a bath. When he got out he asked Mike to put some "medicine" on his ouchy bottom. So, Mike rubbed some vaseline on him. Then James said, "Mommy's fingers are nicer."

Ten Dollars!

So, I'm a little behind on my posts. Here's one from our trip to Disneyland last month.

While on Pirate's of the Caribbean, James noticed was checking out the mountains of gold coins and leaned over to tell Uncle Brian, "That's a lotta money! It must be ten dollars!"