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also titled: Heard around the Laundry Pile

Today was a day full of things said and done. I guess it was a talkative Tuesday.

Swim lessons happened this morning. We went. Some how I got my times mixed up and we were 20 minutes early. So I drove through the Sonic Drive-thru and ordered a Diet Coke. I told the kids, "You know what's funny? I don't really WANT a Diet Coke."

"Then don't get one!" came the cry from the back.

Now that's Logic for you.

It tasted good - the Diet Coke, not the logic - but I didn't NEED it. I'm still amazed at that. It's been a comfort food for a while now.

Swim lessons are GREAT!! Unless you are the one on the outside of the fence sweltering and you can just smell the water. I almost asked permission to jump in just before we left the park. J-man, Mini-E and I had wandered over to the slides and play ground equipment. While it was not strenuous or a very long walk, by the time we got back to the van - we were dripping. It was that humid.

Mini-E fell asleep in the car. My mom met us in our driveway so that she could watch the kids while I took J-man to speech therapy. A cheer rose from the seats when we saw Grammas' car. And then Mini-Me said, rather incredulously, "What in THE WORLD does she have in her hands?"

My mom was crocheting.
My daughter's reaction gave me quite the chuckle.

J-man went to Speech Therapy and had a great time and a great evaluation.
I wish I could tell you all the silly things this boy does with his face at speech therapy, but he's a mimic and a hoot on top of it. He even signed "Cracker"!! Yippee!!

We got home and mom and I talked and I fixed lunch - and then Mini-E woke up. I turned to look at her as she walked in the room. I almost didn't recognize her. She looked so different than when I carried her into her bed. how is that possible??

I even wondered about this out loud. I wondered if she grew in her sleep... just how could she change in just that tiny bit of time.

G's answer: "Maybe she grew at the park."

Might be.

We're also, on top of everything else, working on potty training J-man. It's quite funny. He's trying, he really is. He can use the sign for potty, I just wish he's use it a little sooner than he has been. All in all, he's making good progress.

Today I remembered a story my grandmother had told me about her sons and nephews. So I asked G to take J-man with him next time he had to go. G came running back into the kitchen, "MOM! MOM!! HE DID IT!! HE POTTIED IN THE POTTY!!"

Yippeee!!

They all settled back in around the computer table to watch Mini-Me play her game. J-man was playing with his prize, a Tootsie-roll mini. He had it all balled up in his hand and he dropped it. G picked it up for him and told J-man that he was a silly baby. (not in an unkind way, I should add.) J-man said, "Not silly baby. I Big boy. G told me so."

HA!! Not only did he talk and convey a complete thought (we'll add pronouns later) he used his brother's words against him!! HA! HA!

Those were just a few things I heard today around the laundry pile. We were a talkative bunch today.