and on the other end of the spectrum, Caira, who will do everything but smile(even though you can tell she really wants to). She’s 54 months old, exactly, today. Both the runts have their birthdays on the 15th :)
Caira was singing a song about Christmas, I don’t remember it all (hey, it was about 15 minutes long) but one part cracked me up: ”I told Santa I’m not bad I just have a lot of energyyyyyyyy then he got me presents ANYWAY!”.
lol
"EW, that is not what Chinas eat! Why are they showing that?! It’s not TRUE"
Oh, Caira
Me: Hey you need to go to bed early, we’re going to the park and farmer’s market tomorrow
Caira: Mom, I’m a different kind of human. I’m nocturnal.
sigh.
Yay, park!

I’m pretty sure Caira succeeded in her mission to reseed the dandelion population.
Garrett still loves to swing.

Plus he likes to show off his one, awesome tooth.

And of course, splash pad action.

Garrett is clapping while Caira sings and dances. They’re regular little street performers.
"I’m an ORCA! I eat penguins! I went to the store and they had them in the freezer! They were only TWENTY CENTS! So bought a whole shitload of them, because I eat penguins!"
And then in the other room … Caira is making the cat play dress up.
I would love to know why
Caira painstakingly unrolled an entire roll of toilet paper, made it into a neat pile and put it up on the bathroom shelf. I know if I ask all I’ll get is a matter of fact “Because I did” before she puts her headphones back on and continues watching Chopped.
Fun with sick kids
Caira: I need some panties
Me: Why, what happened to the ones you had on?
Caira: I thought I was going to fart but I diarrheaed. It wasn’t really a fart. Sometimes that happens, it’s okay.
There, wisdom from Caira. Shit happens. I think it’s time to teach Caira the concept of the ‘shart’. Even with a fever she’s pretty funny.


