Is this Chocolate syrup?

Micah, for the longest time, would not eat any other kind of ice cream but vanilla. He doesn't want anything on it - no nuts, no fruit, and no chocolate syrup. Noah, on the other hand, is not picky about most sweets, and if he's having ice cream, he wants it with chocolate syrup. He has discovered its wonderfulness a long time ago.

On weekends, the boys are allowed to have sweets. Ice cream is one of their favorites. So, Micah and Noah got ice cream. Josiah passed - he wanted popcorn. Micah dipped his finger in Noah's chocolate syrup, came over to me, and asked, "Mama, is dis chokwet sywup?"

"Yes," I replied. He licked it. His face lit up.

"I need chokwet sywup!" he exclaimed.

"Are you sure?" I asked. "You want it in your ice cream?" I couldn't believe he actually wanted the stuff.

"Yes! Yes! I NEED chokwet sywup!"

I poured a little bit on a spoonful of ice cream. "Here, I'll just put a little bit on here and you can taste it. If you want more, you can have more."

He was getting frustrated, but he had the spoonful. "I wike it," he said. His hands were impatiently signaling me to pour it on. He got to work eating it right away.

So Micah got his first bowl of ice cream and chocolate syrup, and ate it faster than Noah. I can't wait 'till he discovers some yummy vegetables.

Bowser peed in my bed.

If you or your kids have ever played Mario Brothers or any of the Mario games, you know that Bowser is the bad guy in the game. If you never heard of Mario or any of the games, thank God for that. My kids are crazy about the Mario games.

On another note, but later coming back to this, this morning Micah was lecturing his brothers on not peeing in bed. He has mastered that, and Josiah is mostly accident-free. Noah, on the other hand, has more accidents than successes. This morning, he woke up smelling like pee. He took a shower as usual, and all was well until this conversation.

Micah: You don't pee in your bed. You peepee in da potty!
Josiah: I not pee pee in mine bed.
Noah: I not pee pee in my bed.
Micah: Yes you did. You need to pee pee in da potty!
Noah: I NOT pee pee in my bed. Bowser pee pee in my bed.
Josiah: Bowser can't pee pee in you bed. He doesn't have a penis!

That settled that!

"What's a bottle cap?"

Recently, Micah and Josiah have started asking "What's a ..." whatever happens to be mentioned, or whatever they happen to see. They'll ask, "Mama, what's Noah's name?" What kind of a question is that? Annoying, that's what it is!

Well, I was in the kitchen cleaning up, when I knocked over a plastic container full of bottle tops into the kitchen sink. "Oh, shoot!" I said.
"What happened?" Micah wanted to know.
"I spilled the bottle caps in the sink."
"What's a bottle cap?" Micah asked.
I showed him the container with some of the caps inside and said, "This is a bottle cap."
"What's a bottle cap?" Micah repeated.
"This is!" I replied. "It's a bottle top. It's to close the bottle. This is a bottle cap!"
"What's a bottle cap?" Micah continued.
"Micah," I said, losing my patience, "I just told you what a bottle cap is. I showed you what a bottle cap is. This is a bottle cap. You know what a bottle cap is. You don't need to ask anymore what a bottle cap is, so don't say, 'what's a bottle cap', because you know what it is, okay?"
Micah paused to take in everything I said, and then, "What's a bottle cap?"
I couldn't help it. I just started laughing. Then Micah asked, "What's so funny?"

Fagety/Spaghetti , Tomato/Tomahto

Micah has a hard time saying his "Sp's", "Sm's" and anything else that goes together with an S. One day, I took the time to separate the two sounds for his favorite meal: S-P S-P S-P Spaghetti. He struggled, repeating the individual sounds, then reverting back to his usual.
"S-P S-P S-P fagety!" He could tell he was saying it wrong, and was getting frustrated, but finally he did it. "S-P Spaghetti!"
"Yay!" I exclaimed. Noah wanted to get in on the action. "I tan say spaghetti, 'spaghetti!'"
"Yes, but can you say 'tickle'?"
"Tittoe"
"Tickle," I corrected.
"Tittoe"
"No, 'tickle'."
"I AM saying tittoe!"he replied.

A couple of days later, I was making spaghetti. Micah comes up, "You makeen' spaghetti?"
"Yes," I answered.
"Mom, it's not fagety, it's spaghetti."
I was so proud of him for catching it himself and correcting it by himself.

So we went to see the "Smurfs" movie. Micah calls them "Furps".