Max can count! "Mom, you've already been to the bathroom three times."
I shared a joke with the boys the other day:
Two muffins are in an oven. The first muffin says, "Geeze it's hot in here!"
The second muffin turned and said, "Whoa!! A talking muffin!"
Then Max grabbed my sleeve and begged, "Is that true? Can we eat the muffins?"
When William was two he found a bag of cookies in the kitchen. He asked for cookies and I explained he'd have to eat breakfast first and then after lunch he could have some cookies. "So, what would you like for breakfast?" I asked. "Lunch," was his prompt reply.
Now I am panicked, because I can't recall an "Alex Said" anecdote. He did give us "A-lola" for Aloha. When he was learning to swim he had a tendency to sink rapidly, but when we brought him back to the surface he would be furious. Still gagging on pool water, he'd admonish his rescuer, "I can do it myself," cough, choke, sputter. "I was doing it!"
Now William is prompting me to share more memories. When he was three and Geoff and I were at the hospital for Alex, aunt Holly came to take care of William. Evidently her cooking reputation preceded her. When she offered to serve William some macaroni and cheese, he asked "Are you going to cook?" "Yes." "Wait a minute," he said as he ran to his bedroom. He returned to the kitchen wearing his firefighter's helmet and holding a fire extinguisher,"Okay, ready."
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