More Michael-isms

"I Have Crabs!"
Huh? What? You do NOT have CRABS, son!! Lately, whenever Michael itches or gets hurt in some way, he blames it on the "crabs." He announced to Uncle Beau and Auntie Mille the other day that "I got crabs in my butt!" while scratching his behind. How do you hold a straight face and tell your 3-year-old that we don't talk like that? It was so funny for so many wrong reasons!

"My Girl"
Almost 4 years ago, when my best friend, Meredith, brought baby Juliana home from Kazakhstan and Todd and I had just found out that Michael was a boy, we planned for our babies to marry each other one day... Yes, we know that we can't pick who our kids will marry, but it is fun for us (besides, if they DO get married, we approve of the in-laws). At any rate, as our "babies" grow, they love each other more and more. Michael has taken to calling Juliana "My Girl" and she has taken to calling Michael "My Michael." How sweet is that???

Michael's first real T-Ball game is this Friday at 6:00 at Evans Park, Pete Boyd Ball Fields. Everyone is invited if you are so inclined to come enjoy an evening at the ball park. The game will take about an hour.