Firetrucks and Funnies

So, we went out the other day and happened to see that there was an Emergency Vehicle fair at the Lowe's by our house. Naturally, McKay insisted that we had to stop and check it out.

See if you guess which emergency vehicle was the biggest hit with our boys...

Nope... I didn't forget about the "Funnies" portion of the post. Here goes!

At six o'clock this morning, McKay came trundling into our room, walked over to my (Rachel) side of the bed, and proceeded to reason with me...

McKay: Mom, (in a rather serious tone) Zisten to me. I have a great idea! How about we watch a movie!

Rachel: McKay... It's still dark... It's still resting time.

So, I gave him two choices, either he could go back to bed willingly or I would escort him back and lock his door. He volunteered to return to his bed with the promise of watching a movie after he'd had a little more rest.

Three minutes later he was back, claiming he'd taken another rest and was now not sleepy and ready to watch a movie.

"See Mom," he said, "I'm not yawning".

He was sent back to his room again and two minutes later was back again.

It was about this time that Thomas The Train turned up and those who were ready to wake up did so, and those who were still in a groggy stupor remained in bed for another 25 minutes or so.

One more story. So, tonight I (BJ) was giving the boys a bath. McKay looked down at his special parts and the conversation went something like this:

McKay: "That's my Shooter"

BJ: "Your shooter?"

McKay: "Yeah... It shoots out the Pee"

BJ: "I see...."

McKay: "And under here (pointing to his rear end) is my Sprayer"

BJ: ... Yeah right like I could actually compose myself to make a comment after that...