I was explaining to Miles what was going to happen on Saturday.

A:  We’ll go see Grammy, and Mubby and Skittergramps will be there too.  Then we’ll all come back to our house.

M:  But they started at their house, not at our house.

A:  Well, yeah.

M:  So they won’t come back.

A:  Oh, right.  I meant that when we’re done at Grammy’s, we’ll get into our car and they’ll get into their car and we’ll all go to our house.

M:  Actually, they have a van.

Tobin ate a bug (I know, I know).  After fishing as much of it as he could out of Tobin’s mouth, Denny tried to calm everybody down.

D:  It’s not really so bad to eat bugs.  In some parts of the world, people eat bugs all the time.

M:  You mean shish-ka-bugs?

Miles and I were getting ready to watch a movie together in the basement while Tobin napped in his crib upstairs.

M:  Be sure to turn on the baby thermometer so you can hear him if he wakes up.

We’re having the house painted, and the painter took our house number down so he could paint that area.  Miles has been concerned about that, and after coming home from a walk, he held one of the numbers back in its position.  When he let go, it fell down.

M:  Why didn’t the number stay up?

A:  I think it needs a nail.

M:  But I am a male.

Some Robert Munsch books have videos based on them, but one of Miles’s favorites, I Have to Go, doesn’t.  We decided to make our own.

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Tobin has been putting things in his mouth that he finds on the floor all the time lately.  It’s been driving everybody crazy.

A:  Oh, no.  What did Tobin just put in his mouth?

M:  I think it’s…(pausing to consider) crap.

Tobin eats these little cereal bite things we call poofs (in homage to Cartman’s Cheesy Poofs).  He has white ones (banana) and purple ones (blueberry/purple sweet potato).  I scattered a few of each on his tray.

M:  The purple ones are more flavorish.

We were at the playground, and I was getting ready to push Miles on the merry-go-round.

A:  Do you want to go fast or slow?

M:  Slow.

After a few slow spins, he got braver.

M:  Now fasten up!