These Boys!

Today is an exciting day in Leighton's world.....he is having his first spend-the-night company. I'll let you know how it turns out, but to give you a little preview, we had to buy cupcakes and I barely managed to avoid sending a written invitation in the mail! It was some sleep-over....and if you were wondering (like the little boy's mama did who we invited), no, it is not his birthday! :) But who doesn't want a good excuse to have cupcakes and pizza. And, let's face it, the boy is a little like his mama.....let's party!!!!! So far, we are having a great time. I think Leighton and his buddy are a great match for each other.

In other news, Logan has been in rare form for the last few days. He is talking non-stop and is saying the funniest things. My favorite was from Wednesday (forgive me, but I must go all the way around the world to tell this story - it is who I am - I can't fight it)......Logan and I always go to see my grandparents on Wednesday evenings while Leighton is at choir. My papaw hasn't been in the greatest health lately so these visits have become very special to me. Anyway, Logan always gives him a hug and kiss before we leave and a few weeks back he said to him, "Papaw, you broccoli." You're what?!?! I just kind of dismissed it and we headed for home. A few days later we were at home and he was loving on his daddy and again he said, "Daddy, you broccoli." Who is this kid and what is he talking about?!? We tried and tried to figure it out.....and finally he helped us understand that he was saying their faces were PRICKLY. To which we just cracked up! Okay, so back to my original story....this past Wednesday we were at my grandparent's house and this time I asked for a kiss from Logan....to which he replied, "Mommy, you broccoli." EXCUSE ME?!?! Now I know what you mean, and, WHAT?! If mommy is "broccoli" we may have bigger problems than we realized. This whole being in my 30s has certainly thrown me some curves, but facial hair? Prickly facial hair? That revelation sent me to a new place....not to a specialist or even to Wal-Mart to seek out hair removal products as you might guess....but to a new place non-the-less. The honesty of my children never ceases to amaze me.....in fact, it may be the greatest contributing factor to my undoing....or at least to my rush to purchase stock in Oil of Olay (or Nair)!

Now, if you will excuse me, maw maw needs to go get her Depends and her dentures!