The M&M Story

I so love these boys.

The other Maynors had a little Q and A time with their kids, and my sides ached from laughter. I thought I'd do the same my boys. What is your favorite ice cream? B: Rocky Road M; Rocky Road One time I mentioned that RR was one of their dad's favorite ice creams, and it has remained first on everyone's list. What is your favorite thing to do at school? M: Play out at recess B: Play out at recess What is your favorite animal? M: Tiger B: Piggy Not surprising. What do you want to be when you grow up? M: I don't know. B: I know. I want to be a fireman. M: Now, I know what I want to be. I want to be a fireman. Who do you want to marry? M: Kharis B: Reagan Where do you want to live when you grow up? M: California B: California Do you prefer pee or poop? M: Poop B: Poop They thought this was the FUNNIEST question. They giggled and giggled and giggled. What is your favorite color? M: Yellow B: Blue What is your favorite food? M: Pasta B: Chocolate Milk W

This past week we've had to stick close to home, more like stay in bed. M got the flu/cold/virus that was/is going around - a little (or a lot of) fever, a cough, and a whole lot of aches and pains. I had him on a rigid diet of smoothies (all fruit, no dairy), Esberitox, Mannabears and Glycobears, zinc (he calls them sucky things) and Vitamin C (these are called chewy things). Poor little man. And to top it off, it was his "God made me special" week at school for which he only attended one day. He woke up crying on Tuesday morning saying he had to go to school to draw a picture for the newsletter and to be the line leader and a couple other things that I didn't quite catch between sobs. My heart broke! After hugs and kisses and explanations that I would call his teacher and figure out what we could do at home, I treated him to movies and lemonade (with ginger and echinacea), all snuggly in my bed. Suddenly being the line leader was so last season.

Fall fun Originally uploaded by smaynor

Lately, Max has discovered that words can sound the same but actually be different words. The list is growing. Today he said, "Hey, Mom, can and can are the same words but mean different things. Like when you can do something and like a can you put something in." Tonight, while reading one of our favorites, Animalia , he said, "Hey Mom, bee and B are the same words but mean different things. Like a bee that goes buzz and the letter B." Though he's slow as molasses (like his daddy), he gets excited at his discoveries and rattles them off so quickly, I sometimes have to ask for a repeat.

My Tactile child Originally uploaded by smaynor If M could write in 3D all the time, he'd be on his third novel.

We celebrated Brian's birthday this year with a little bowling and ice cream. Oh, and some tattoos.