Erin has a new way to open her sentences. She points her finger at you and says, “You know…actually” and then completes her thought.
“You know…actually, we could just go have lunch now.”
“You know…actually, Alex needs to say he’s sorry to Megan for pushing her.”
“You know…actually, that’s a good idea, Mom.”
She has also started replacing the word “too” with “as well” in normal conversation.
“Hey Mom, I would like a snack as well.”
My mom says it’s just because she’s my daughter. I have no idea what she’s talking about. 
Erin also loves to sing along to the cds we play in the van. I will always be grateful to VeggieTales for teaching her the words to “God is so Good.” She sits in the back and sings every word to that song. And then she announces, “Mom, that song is about Jesus! And he is so good!” Love it. And she’s also started learning “The Wise Man and the Foolish Man” and “Peter James and John in a Sailboat” from those cds. So her new favorite story for me to tell is about Jesus and the great catch of fish…which, by the way, is a very fun story to tell to little kids.
Of course, Erin’s not the only one cracking me up these days. Alex had a stomach bug earlier this week. He created a new name for barf…he called it “making brown.” And a few days later, he’s still referring to being sick that way. He and his dad have started referring to farts as “wonks” or “wonking” which is kind of appropriate and amusing all at once. Every so often He will break into song, too. He’ll sing Twinkle Twinkle and an sometimes attempt at Jesus Loves Me (if Erin will let him finish either).
When I came in from exercising this morning, I found Alex at my desk chair, curled up under his blanket with his puppy. I asked him if who brought the blanket in (thinking Eric might have gotten it for him). He said, “I did. I feel some cold.” Then later this morning, he came into the loft, but immediately turned around and left again. I asked him what he was doing. “I’m just walking a bit.” Megan started to run after him, “Walk too!”
And then there’s Megan, of course. She knows and correctly uses an amazing number of words. And usually she surprises me with a new one at least twice a week. She asks regularly for “Nemo” (the movie) right now. We went to the grocery store on Tuesday and the library yesterday. On our way to story time, she sat behind me, happily repeating, “My-er. My-er.” Apparently we go to Meijer a lot. But I could not get her to say library the entire way there. She sings Twinkle Twinkle on her own, too, though you have to know that’s what it is since most of it sounds like gibberish. And she’s definitely got down phrases like “My turn!” or “Megan turn!” these days.
But that’s enough recording memories for now. Happy Thursday!
