His loyal subjects

Me: "Baby Ty is the cutest "
Henry: "he IS!"
Aaron: "He is the king of all babies!"

According to Pete

Lizzy is not a girl she is a real Supergirl.
Mommies are girls because they have real sweaters.

Stew

So I had a dream that me and ann hathaway were hanging out with Britney Spears. Britney was complaining about how frizzy her hair is because of all the damage she has done to it. So I asked her if it was as frizzy as that chick in the movie the Princess diaries. Then I asked her if she could go get me a fork so that I could eat the stew that Steve Carell made for me. He was carrying around this big-box it looked like a walkie-talkie but it was really a radio and a cell phone combined. It was white. She brought me three Forks. When Steve Carell brought me my stew he had to walk through a large body of water. He didn't want to get his radiophone wet so he was holding it Far far above his head. Then I ate my stew. Then I complemented Britney on her crimped hair. I only used one of the forks to eat my stew.

Sounds like a nice place!

Watching Pete's Dragon with my boy, Hank.

We're at the scene right before Pete and Elliot prance down the hill into Passamaquoddy.  

Pete says, "Passamquoddy, sounds like a nice place!" (it does)

Henner pipes up with, "Passamaquoddy, that has five syllables."

My reply, "you know what else has five syllables?"

Henry didn't skip a beat,  "Plesiosaurus."

Who just has that on file? "I'll take five-syllable words for 300, Alex."

Henry does.

Snowflake poem

There are lots of snowflakes
almost better than cakes
they are good to make
In hevens (heaven's) name
they are not the same
Snowflake poem
by Henry Olheiser

I had to get Aaron from school today. He likes to make it interesting:
"I like when dad takes me home."
And then, because he immediately realized he could be misunderstood:
"But... I like when you pick me up too. I like your mouth. I like the sounds that come out of your mouth, you know? And... I like you, your whole body. I just like you."

sometimes yes men are wrong. so wrong.

Aaron came running in to his room where I was changing sheets, "mom! mom! Peter got saved! He prayed lots of times and now he's saved like me and Henry!"

Skeptically I reply, "you know that it isn't saying a prayer that saves you, right? What do you have to do to be saved and go to heaven?"

Carson, Aaron's most enthusiastic yes man, who was up until this time just a willing and enthusiastic observer became a participant in our theological conversation with this gem: "you ask your dad to carry you up!"

I did my best to clear this up, lest you think I inadvertently led them to believe this. I don't think it worked.