OK just some quick funnies from our day:
We're getting ready to go to church, and Joel comes downstairs, with that "I dressed myself" look on his face. I blanch when I see the pants he's chosen: stonewashed high-waisted taper-leg jeans. Our church is NOT a jeans church, but regardless, these things would be frowned upon in any polite company:
So we sit down in church today and I'm holding Ed, who is super cuddly and adorable. He presses his face real close to mine and says "I love you mama."
I whisper back: "I love you too Eddie."
He whispers back: "I like you?"
Me: "Oh! Yes! Thank you! I like you too!"
He repeats: "I LIKE you?"
Me: "I'm happy you like me. I hope you like me!"
At which he opens his mouth real wide and proceeds to LICK the entire length of my face.
So a little later, Lucy has to go potty so I take her in there, and as she's sitting in the stall (with the door open, of course), she peers at me and asks about my skirt.
"What's that on your skirt?"
"Oh, it's a sash. Like a belt. It's just for decoration."
"When I get bigger I'm going to wear that skirt."
"Well, thanks. You have good taste in clothes."
(Pause; Lucy tilts her head)
"Except mommy, I think I'd wear a different shirt."
*Sigh* Shot down again.