we triple heart our dads

Today I asked Anthon what he loves about Dad and he replies: "He lets me throw a pie in his face" to which i puzzlingly say "no he doesn't" and he responds "that's because we've never made a pie." I ask Noah what he loves about Dad he stops, thinks for a second then says: "i.am.a.robot.i.come.from.the.future." equip with robot arm movements and everything, then he smiles at me and walks away.

The boys love their Dad, and I love their Dad. He teaches them to burn bugs with a magnifying glass and at the same time he gives me a super embarrassing picture to blog about. He loves us. But we love him times a million!

On another note....at what point should I start to worry about my child? ;)

Today Noah told me that dogs don't go to the bathroom outside and gave me a demonstration on how dogs would be able to sit on the toilet, it was quite clever and i could totally see the convenience in it.

I heard singing coming from the baby's room, I went in to find him sitting in the rocking chair like this singing "follow the Prophet"

Now notice in this picture he not only has a pair of undies on his head but also one in his hands he was pretending was a shield. I let it go on, no use breaking the kids spirits, its just underwear. If he is still doing it when he is 15 I'll have a talk with him about it. :)