two things to make you laugh

Ian and his daddy sometimes share a less than soothing bedtime ritual of telling the story of Jack and the Beanstalk. Yesterday Ian was stomping around the house shouting, "Fee Fi Fo Fum, I smell the blood of an Englishmaaaaan." Next thing we know, Caleb's little voice is calling, "Fee Fi Fo, I smell it!" He's caught on to our amusement at this and now it's getting repeated quite a lot. You'd be surprised at his comedic timing. :-)

Here's a link to a Dave Barry article that I remembered reading a long time ago, which relates to the story in my last post. Babies and Restaurants: the Chernobyl of Parenting.

I'm off to go collect our things from the church, which we had to evacuate this morning due to a fire upstairs near our Sunday School room! I don't think it was too serious, but since there was a thunderstorm in progress at the time they told everyone to get in their cars and go home. Thank God Ian didn't take Bear today, and we have a back up for Caleb's lovey Bear Blankie. See, we've regained some of our intelligence since being new parents.