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I hear these exact words at least once a day -

“Mom, I’m going to go poo poo and when I’m done I NEED you to wipe my butt.”

I’d complain but I’m just so darn happy that he’s finally potty trained (and has been since about the beginning of the year)….

This is the same boy who while at the pool yesterday went under water, popped up and told me “Mom, I saw your boobies.” What? I thought I mis-heard but no, he did it a second time proclaiming the same view only this time within earshot of the lifeguard who I am sure almost peed on herself she was laughing so hard. All I can say is he really does take after his dad. (I found this clip of video on my external hard drive along with the last slip-n-slide clip). Enjoy.

Well, technically he’s a big guy. We still get incredulous looks when we say Z Man is only 5. The boys both brought home a hand made card and gift for mother’s day from school. Casey J had some pressed daisy’s which I put in a glass frame with a picture of him and hung above my desk along with a pretty pink card. Z Man brought home some crept paper flowers and a yellow card with some water painting on the front and this on the inside -

I now have proof forever that he promised 1. He’s glad I am his mom (like he has any other choice) and 2. even when he is older he will still love me Sometimes when he does something sweet and tells me he loves me I’ll ask “even when you’re older and I’m not cool anymore?” So now I have my answer. His penmanship rocks when he wants it to. We recorded his story about the art work – if you look close you can see some Indiana Jones guys, the phrase “Aaaaaaaaa”, a tree with legs, Z Man and his brother with some cool shields on…. Oh yeah, the boys are now totally addicted to Indiana Jones, I suppose anythings better than Star Wars at this point. I’m taking the weekend off, hopefully some nice photos when I get back next week.

An outstretched arm and a little hand waving frantically in the air. I quickly reach my arm around and gently put his arm down. “But Mom I know the answer, I know what the fossils are.” I thought to myself he’s right, we’d been here before and he may very well remember what they were. “Ok buddy, go ahead.”

So the tour guide calls on Z man to answer what he thinks the fossilized formations on the ceiling of the cave are and he very proudly says “Dinosaur Poop.” Much to the delight of his classmates the giggles echo of the walls and even the parent helpers are chuckling. My face is bright red and buried in my hands, only my son could come up with that. I can’t really criticize him, it does sort of look like poop and he did patiently wait to be called on.

I had volunteered to help drive the boys and their classmates on their trip to Wonder World (The Caves of Sonora kick booty compared, but they are formed completely different) yesterday morning. The children really were well behaved but I had to wonder how many repeat parent volunteers they had. Apparently it’s not a problem. The children know to stick with their driver and to listen at all times and it seemed to work out really well, I even shared my lunch with a little boy who had forgotten his lunch.

Lastly, out of curiousity I “googled” dinosaur poop, and yes it actually exists. Seems it’s something of a collectors item. It’s proper term is Dinosaur Coprolite. Yeah, no matter how you name it, it’s still the same thing and comes from the same place. By the way, the fossils in the cave looked NOTHING like this. They were actually fossilized trails from Crustacean era clams or mussels….

The following is an actual script from a phone conversation I had with the boys last Friday night (I was at some friends having dinner and watching movies). I had called Big C to check on something and after I hung up, my phone rang again and this is what I heard -

Little C (in the background): “I’m naked!”

Z Man: “Hey mom, I love you. Do you want to see my nipples?”

Little C (in the background): “I’m NAKED!!” about 3 times

Z Man: “Mommy we are naked, do you want to see my nipples?”

Me: Laughing my head off, “Did your daddy tell you to say that?”

Little C (in the background): “Mommy, I’m a naked storm trooper!”

Z Man: says something else pertaining to not wearing clothing

Me: “Put your daddy back on the phone please!!!”

Big C: “I swear I didn’t tell them to say any of it”

Me: tears streaming I’m laughing so darn hard – apparently they were putting their pajamas on….

It’s official, they are not allowed anywhere near our bathroom when I am in the shower…..

Z Man has begun creative writing in school where spelling is not of importance but he does a pretty darn good job.

hi my naim is zach and i like space how about you i like andre’ and lanna actually (he looked that one up in the dictionary, his teacher told us so) love her and love jeesis and god.