Stuff

So today Samuel called for me while he was sitting on his throne because the toilet paper had fell and rolled out of the doorway. While rolling it up he said something to me, which I cannot remember now, but it was remarkable for his age. So I replied "Samuel I am so proud of you." Which he returned with a "Why." Continuing I said, "Because you are very smart and know a lot of different stuff for your age." When I finished rolling up the toilet paper he yelled, "Mommy, Daddio is very very very proud of me." Replying she asked, "Really, why is that Samuel?" Answering he said "Because I know stuuuffff."

Tonight we were having a little bit of trouble trying to get Asher to go to sleep, so we brought him in the living room after a little while of yelling in bed. Mommy tried to get him to go to sleep, fed him a little more, which he did not want, burped him, which he did not want either, and gently held him which he did not like. She gave up and with him still fussing handed him to me. I tried holding him but he just kept playing with my beard and laughing. I tried holding him on my shoulder in the rocking chair but he kept turning around to look at my face. I tried holding him in my arms like a baby but he really did not like that. So I finally gave up and said he can cry in his bed. As I laid him down, I told him Good night like I always do and pulled up the covers. At that moment he turned his head and closed his eyes and fell asleep. Sometimes I just wonder.