spelling

Today Jude's been asking everyone how their names are spelled and then repeating it.
In an attempt to spell Sean's name on his own, he shouted out,
S - E - X! SEX!

Ha. He doesn't even know what he just said. Thank goodness.

telling stories

As told to me by Jamie:

Tonight I was putting the boys to bed and I told them a story about Woofer the dog.
And then Noah wanted to tell a story. He said it was about a cat named Meower.
And then Jude wanted to tell a story about a bird.
Guess what his name was?

Me: Tweeter?

Jamie: Chick Hicks. {a car from the movie Cars}

Hilarious.

malaria

During the first 5 months here in Uganda, we were taking anti-malarials. For the boys, I would crush up half a pill and then serve it up in Nutella or chocolate syrup.
Now that we have another family with us, they have been taking the daily anti-malarials and their boys get a dose in chocolate syrup every day.
This morning Jude watched Cindy dish up Caleb (their youngest) his anti-malarials in chocolate syrup and then said,

I wish we could have malaria.

Too funny.

fruit punch

This morning Jude turned to me and said,

Mom? This juice isn't called fruit punch, it's called "fruit sit". Because it's just sitting. Not punching.

Awesome.

mixed up names

Jude to me: Mom, did you know Jennifer Grievous is a bad guy?

Me: *laughs* Jamie did you hear what he said?

Jamie: Who, Jude?

Jude: Jennifer Grievous. He's a bad guy!

Jamie: I think you mean General Grievous.

Jude: Yeah. General Grievous.

2 minutes later

Jude playing by himself: Jennifer Grievous! After him!

a morning with Jude

This morning the boys were playing outside and I was making pancakes and then Noah and Sean came running in and Noah said breathlessly:

Mom! Jude climbed up the water tower! He's there right now!

And my heart drops because the water tower in our backyard is a good 20 feet tall. Maybe more?

Jamie and I both run outside {forget the pancakes!} and Noah says,

No, not that one, Mom. The one behind the Party House!

Which is still high, but not as high as the other one. Whew. Jamie investigates and Jude climbs down without any issue.

Then later this morning Jude was sitting on the couch and Caleb was on the floor beside him, fussing a bit. So Jude gets down and hands Caleb a small baby car to play with and Caleb stops fussing. My heart melted and I said,

Aw, Jude! That was so kind. Good job, bud.

Jude smiled and turned to me,

It was my pleasure.

Seriously. Who is this kid?
I die.

pee

I'm still fuming about this, but I thought I'd write it up before I forgot.

Today Jude peed THRICE in his underpants. I got frustrated and told him that after the second time if he did it again, he'd lose his underpants.
He did it again.

So I took away his underpants.

They were cleaning up their room and Noah called me and said, "Jude peed in the block box!"

Sure enough, the cardboard box that they keep their wooden blocks in was on the floor with a puddle of pee in and around it.

In my head, I know this is funny. But my emotions are only rage. I muttered under my breath some profanities and things Jude makes me want to do, and then I put a diaper on my almost 4 year old.

The End.