So W's primary class at church is memorizing John 3:16 this month. It must be on his mind today, because when he said his prayers before bed tonight, he dutifully said: " . . . please bless me to not perish, and to not kick, and to be nice, and to not say 'kill' or 'stupid.'" Got to love little kids' prayers.
W's latest catchphrase: "Chill out Camille . . . chill out, okay?" Once, this was followed by the exclamation, to no one in particular, "this is nonsense!" Are kids still this funny when they're 16?
Also, here is the lunch W assembled for himself on Friday. Yep, that's pepperoni, a pickle, a yogurt tube, and a slice of plain bread. He was genuinely thrilled. And, he's been asking to eat more pepperoni about every three hours since.
And, for kicks, here are the Mr. Potato Heads that W concocted this afternoon.
And last, a picture of my beautiful little girl. Don't want her to feel left out.