This past weekend, we took the kids to Culver’s for lunch. Maggie and Quincy love going to Culver’s. I always try to get the big round corner booth so that Maggie can run back and forth on the bench while we are there. It’s a lot of fun.
In the middle of our meal I looked over at Maggie, because she was suddenly very quiet. She was standing on the bench making what we call the “poopie face”. This consists of a ridged stance with a very red and strained look on her face.
I then looked to Mahra and pointed out that Maggie was pooping. Mahra made a comment that Maggie was doing two things at once… or multitasking. Maggie then proceeded to state, in a rather loud (and cute) voice…
Here’s a quick one. Quincy and Maggie are playing together with a Mr. Potatohead. Maggie just took off with the nose and Quincy yells to her…
But Maggie. Mr. Potatohead needs his nose so he can smell himself… to see if he’s not rotten.
Tonight Quincy reached a new milestone. The loss of his first baby tooth.
That thing had been hanging on by only a bit of gum for a few days now. I finally talked him into letting me pull it out so that it didn’t hurt him to eat anymore. He was very brave and didn’t even get upset when it was all done… both times! That’s right. The first time the string slipped right off the tooth. The second time I was so nervous I could hardly tie the string around the tooth due to my severely shaking hands. Nevertheless, we all managed to get through it and here are the results of our hard work and fierce bravery.
I often stop and reflect back on the choices I have made in my life. The good and the bad. Every time there is this one particular choice that shoots right to the #1 spot on the good list. The day that I asked Mahra to marry me.
Today marks 9 wonderful years that I have had the ability to say “This my wife, Mahra Seward” and it has been completely – well awesome.
Happy Aniversary, Mahra. I love you more than anything.
Tonight, I came home to a very special treat. Maggie, with the help of her faithful assistant (Mommy), made me this lovely banana bread. Let me just say, it was truly delicious!
Quincy can already speak quite a bit of Spanish. Right now he’s laying on the couch watching Star Wars: Return of the Jedi with the Spanish track on. He told me he is trying to learn more Spanish. I bet it works.