Funny Stories

Helaman has always loved our basket. It used to be his hot air balloon. Then for a couple of months, all the blankets would get thrown out so he could sit in his "nest". As I would walk by he would say, "Hi, momma bird." To which I was supposed to respond, "Hi, my baby bird." He pinched his finger between the basket and the table one day, and that was the end of the nest... and I miss having a baby bird. :)

Helaman and Isaiah are already becoming friends, and they love to play together. Lately Helaman has wanted to hop in the crib with Isaiah when he wakes up from his nap, and they play together for a while. Helaman is a ham. He loves it when people think he's being funny, and Isaiah thinks he's hilarious and the greatest thing since, well, milk, I guess, in his case. They crack me up.

We went to Bremerton, Washington last month because Omar had a second interview at the Naval Ship Yard there. We rode the ferry to Seattle, and Helaman loved it. He couldn't believe he went on plane and a boat and a train all within those very excited three days.

While we were crossing Puget Sound I was pointing everything out to Helaman, like seals, and sail boats, and buoys. He got a little confused, though. On the way back across that evening he kept asking, "Mom, where's the abuoy?" I had a hard time explaining that it was a buoy, not an abuoy. He was so funny.

Helaman also loved the space needle. When he got back, he couldn't stop talking about every detail about our trip up the needle. Will he remember when he grows up that he was there once? Maybe when he sees the pictures! But, we were glad he had a fun trip. Everything is much more fun when your kids are having fun. It's exciting to see the world through their eyes. (Try to ignore the fact that we're all a little dirty here, the showers in our hotel broke that morning... if you're ever going to Bremerton for some unknown reason, ask me where not to stay.)