how old was grammy when i was born?

This was one of the questions Josh asked when reflecting on his birthday.

It was Josh's "birthday weekend" this past weekend.  He was SO excited for his birthday this year.  He actually started counting down on the 1st of the month!

I'm a bit behind on blogging about milestone accomplishments, so instead of going through them, I'm going to share this funny story along with a couple of birthday pics from the weekend...

On Sunday, we had family over to celebrate Josh's birthday.  Josh and his cousin, Luke, are only 6 months apart and always seem to bond when they get together.  Somehow, though, mischief seems to be able to find them.

There were a few times through the course of the afternoon that Josh and Luke needed a talking to.  All in all, though, silliness aside, they were pretty good.  Every gathering, it feels more and more like we can leave the kids to play and the grown ups can actually have some conversation too.  In fact, there were a few times where we (the grown ups) asked each other where the kids were!

After everyone left, we started tidying up the house.  Nature called and as I sat on the toilet, I noticed something didn't feel right.  I quickly got up.  At first, I thought the toilet seat was up when I sat down (ewwww!), but I recalled lifting the lid myself.  The seat was indeed down, but it was wet, wet, wet!  The underside of the lid was wet too.  It looked like the water from the toilet had sprayed up while the lid was down.  Still ewwww!

As I wiped my backside, I called Brian.  I said, "do you know what happened to the toilet?!'.  Now, I know we always talk about women's intuition, but I'm thinking that maybe this is what male intuition is about!  Brian took one look at this illogically wet toilet seat and lid and immediately called, "Josh!".

I was puzzled why he would have thought Josh had anything to do with this (note that this was in our master ensuite, off our master bedroom; absolutely no reason for kids to be in there).  When Josh came in, Bri started the inquisition:

B: Did you play in our bathroom?
J: Yeah, me and Luke did.
(woo! hoo! to male intuition!)
B: Did you play with the toilet?
J: Yes.
(Seriously, kid?!)
B: What were you doing?
J: We sprayed it with this.
(Josh produces a water spray bottle from the counter.)
B: Why would you do that?!
J: It was Luke's idea (way to throw Luke under the bus!).  We thought it would be funny if we sprayed the toilet and then someone sat on it and got all wet.

Bwahahaha.  It was SO painful for Brian and I not to bust a gut in that exact moment!  How can you punish a kid for that?!

After the kids went to bed, Brian laughed, "They SO got you!".  They did indeed.  Punk'd by a couple of 7-year-olds (sans camera)!

Happy 7th Birthday, my little prankster.  The surprises continue each and every day!  We love, love, love you, Josh.

Party at Koko's with friends

Celebrating at home with family

great fart!

I'm sure she will kill me one day for posting this...

Aves is a big cuddler.  Also, she is cuddly.  So, cuddles with Aves are win-win.

Tonight, at bedtime, Aves was a bit upset because she has a raw spot forming below her lower lip from constantly licking her lips.  I put some salve on it to help heal.  It stung a bit and she was crying.  She was laying down, so I lay down alongside her, like I was spooning her, and cuddled with her to make her feel better.

After a few seconds, she stopped right in the middle of her cry, turned over so her butt faced the other way and said, "Just a second, Mommy, I have to fart.".  She paused long enough to expel her gases.  Then she flipped back over to continue cuddling with me!  As she snuggled into me she said, "That was a great fart".  I couldn't help but burst out laughing.  She was very serious and very confused by my laughter!

In the end, I'm not sure whether it was my cuddling or her 'great fart" that made her feel better, but she stopped crying.  So, I guess it doesn't matter as long as she felt better!