Tid-bits

Why I love student housing...

While outside the other day, the boys and I saw a group of older boys (8-11) playing football. Of course, Dex and Jax were completely intrigued by the game and ran over as fast as I could. I shouted after them that it was a "big boy" game and that they needed to watch. But, before I could catch up to them, I heard one of the older boys shout, "I get Dexter on my team!" Immediately, another one of the boys shouted, "I get Jaxon on my team!" And, so, I sat on a picnic table watching my boys play their first game of "football." It was precious and just a reminder of how lucky we are to be living amidst so many great families.

Down the elephant hole...

A few weeks ago, after extensively searching for some beloved toy the boys wanted, D.R. jokingly said, "I guess it fell down the elephant hole!" Amazingly, the boys accepted this as completely plausible and seemed fine with the fact that we wouldn't be finding this toy. Of course, ever since then, when something is missing, I will frequently hear one of the boys say, "Where's my _________?" Only to be followed by the other one saying, "Down the elephant hole!"

Living in an apartment, we frequently hear noises from the pipes of our neighbors whenever water is turned on or off. The boys will almost always perk up their ears and whisper, "What's that?" Last week, I told the boys it was probably an elephant. Ever since, they frequently refer to the elephant who lives in our kitchen and will giggle with pleasure everytime they hear the neighbors' pipes... convinced they're hearing the elephant making noises. Too cute.