Sunday: We get in the van, Bryant looks at me and says, "Just so you know, I'm not going to make it home without eating.". This immediately brought back the memory of me just an hour earlier, leaning into Bryant and whispering in his ear, "my stomach is eating my back". Well, he claims he needs to eat and I claim that we are not eating at McDonalds. That's all it took, that one little word; McDonalds, and the kids knew we were eating out for lunch. They randomly start shouting restaurant names. Then comes the chant, started by Gracie... "Funnruckers, Funnruckers, Funnruckers!!". We give Gracie a goofy look and she says, "what?! it's Funnruckers cause it's fun!". "No Gracie it's not FuNNrukers, it's FuDDruckers.". "It's still Fun!". Yes it is, and it's lunch too.
Monday: (bed time) Bryant is giving Eli a bath and I am with the other two in Gracie's room.
Nathan: "Gracie!! you're missing a toe!!"
Gracie: "what?! no I'm not."
Nathan: "yes you are! You're missing a toe!!"
Gracie: "mom, am I missing a toe?"
Me: " I don't know, count them. Do you have six?"
Gracie: "1, 2, 3, 4...." pause, "1, 2, 3, 4... I have 5!"
Me: "check the other foot"
Gracie: "1, 2, 3, 4, .... 5 on that foot too!"
Me: " well, then I guess you're missing a toe on both feet."
Nathan: "see!!"
Gracie: (runs into daddy and begins counting her toes for him)
Bryant: "Gracie, count my toes."
Gracie: "1, 2, 3, 4, 5"
Me: "mommy was just joking, everyone has 5 toes silly!"