the little things

We are lucky to have some amazing kids.  I don't have a big or funny story to tell you tonight just a few little stories.

This morning John got dressed in our room.  He told me "If I had a TV in my room, I would watch the news in the morning.  Or even the weather channel." 

I gave the kids each a mummy cookie for dessert.  Gillian held it in her hand and said "This cookie is amazing!"

We received our Magic Bands for our Disney trip today.  John was inspecting his band and said "Look!  He put our name on the inside."  I said "Who?"  He said "Mickey Mouse!"

After bath, I dressed Gillian in her Ariel pajamas.  She said "These are boring!  I can't wear these!"

The fire whistle went off tonight shortly after the kids were put to bed.  Gillian, who has come to terms with the whistle (see blog posts:  Whistle Not Nice and Whistles and Babies ), started to scream.  Daddy went to comfort her.  She kept saying "It scared me!"  Daddy calmed her down and once the whistle stopped, I heard John say "That whistle was killin me!" 

Whistling

For a long time, John has wanted to learn how to whistle. We have tried to teach him, but he never quite got it. But recently he has figured it out. I'm not sure when it happened. I heard him doing it the other day and I asked Daddy how long he has been doing this. Daddy said "He does it all the time." I guess I didn't notice it before. This morning he woke up (with his alarm) and I caught him walking down the hallway whistling. He is so funny. He is like a little old man whistling while he is working.