My funny bones :)

Maybe it's their age.  Maybe it's my interpretation of what they say.  Maybe it's me being a mom and believing in the best.  Maybe it's because they're now able to communicate.  Maybe it's cause they (er, Kaeden) is so tiny.  OR maybe they really are, simply put, as funny as I think.

We have speech issues (cause, really what three year old do you know that doesn't?)... Yesterday I was told, "Comeon mommy!! Comeon!!  Wess go to dah fuff room!"  (in layman terms--Let's go to the front room).  One day I'm gonna ask him what we fuff in the fuff room.  He'll probably be a teenager at that point and have absolutely no idea what I mean... and I'll still think it's funny (until he checks me into the looney bin).

Last night, I was discussing with a therapist some of the developmental tasks we're supposed to watch for with Kaeden.  She said he should know his first and last name as well as his sex.  I asked if he knew what his sex was (knowing full well he hasn't got a clue what "sex" is).  He looked at me like I had two heads and then looked down.  I thought I'd embarrassed him (as if he was disappointed he didn't know the answer) and then he slammed his bare foot onto the table.  He then pointed to his foot and said "Mommy, I don't have no sex!"  (albiet socks).  ...apparently I have speech issues too.

And Joel, we can't possibly forget Joel, right?  Joel was playing with the internet tablet at the table and Kaeden (who isn't yet ready for the gentleness required for touch screens) wanted to see what was going on.  Kaeden jumped onto the chair with Joel who yelled "I get off!". 

I think I've got a perverted sense of humor... or I just find stupid immature sexual inuendo's from my children's verbalization to be hysterical. 

Either way... today as much as they're going to drive me crazy and make me want to scream... I'm loving the age and time a ton.  They're so precious, so fun, so comical, so aware, and becoming little boys.  It's fun to watch as their mom.

And, another perk I didn't think I'd get to see as an adoptive mom is how much they're "like" us.  I hear phrases (One sec!  Hold up!) from Joel and think "he totally got that from me :)"  It's such a sweet realization that they're watching and modeling you... so long as they don't pick up your bad habbits (please children, don't like chocolate as much as your mom does... that seventeenth candybar is NOT going to be worth it tomorrow). 

Now, onto their individual blogs to talk of Kaeden's upcoming BIRTHDAY!!  Ahh, how did that happen?!