ben & peter antics

i have to have at least one entry about funny shit my little four-year-old brothers say. they're a hoot. one of their latest favorite things to say is, "a butt poops on your _____. haha. is that silly?" or "a butt poops on your _____ and then on your ______ and then you eat it! haha. is that funny?" fill-in-the-blank options: head, shoe, hand, food, drink, coffee, hat, clothes, water, etc. two nights ago some stranger came knocking on our door. dad went out to see what he wanted. he came back in and said the guy ran out of gas and his car was stuck in our driveway and he just wanted to know if we could spare some gas. dad was a little freaked out about it at first. he was afraid of getting jumped or something, i dunno, but he came back in and handed his wallet to mom and went back out to give them gas. mom was a little freaked out by it all. i guess peter sensed that. for a few minutes we were all watching from the deck as dad gave gas to those guys in the driveway. after a little while peter yelled out to them as loud as he could, "remind your own business!!!" haha. mom got a kick out of that. ....the phrase "mind your own business" doesn't even really fit in with the situation, but, i guess peter didn't realize that; he just wanted to say something that would sound tough.

a few nights ago peter split open his head on the corner of the granite countertop in the kitchen. we went to the ER. at the desk where you sign in, ben was singing, "bloody head, bloody head, get a little bloody head, bloody bloody bloody head....." and i was trying so hard not to laugh (and so was the receptionist at the front desk, i could tell). but i did. a snort came out of me. haha.

oh you know what else it is about these kids, it's like you can't do anything with them without mom and dad finding out about it. when peter went to see the doctor about his head, ben and i were waiting in the waiting room and he was bored so i played with him. i did stuff like tickle him, restrain him and tickle him; stuff like that, just to occupy him. i also gave him a wet willie for the first time ever that i recall. he just seemed to think it was really funny and wanted to do it back to me. i wouldn't let him though. the next night (or maybe that night) i heard from the other room and dad and ben were either playing or dad was helping him get ready for bed or something and dad let out a disgusted "iew!" and ben was like "well lizzy did that to me in the hospital when we took peter there for his head." then dad was just like "ok well how about if you don't do that to me." i'm sure he was thinking "thanks a lot liz." haha.

oh another thing. last week in LA i let ben have a couple sips of my coffee one day. i was just curious to see how it would taste to him. most kids don't like coffee. i was planning on just letting him have one sip. after he had one, though, he wanted more. there were just a few more sips left in the cup at that point. he finished it. since then, now and then, he requests his own cup of coffee. i tell him coffee's not for kids. he reminds me that i let him have some of mine when we were on vacation. i tell him that was just because i wanted to let him see how it tasted. he tells me "well it tastes good. so give me some." then i just tell him again that it's not for kids.