1. Ham was in the car alone with me last Thursday when out of the blue he asked when we were planning on taking baby brother back to the hospital. He told me he was "done with him and didn't need him any more." It took about a 10 minute talk for him to realize G was here to stay.
2. Note- Poop discussion is involved in this next one- skip if you have a weak stomach...
We've been really working with Ham to get potty trained now that school is out. On Sat. I hear him in the bathroom on the little potty when he was supposed to be taking a nap- then he's yelling "Mom! I pooped rocks!" I go in to see and make a big deal and I hear G crawling down the hallway as fast as he can go... he wants to come "see" too-
I quick grab the little potty before G can grab the "rocks" - I hold it over the toilet (a little too high) and drop the "rocks" in with that a HUGE splash of toilet water splashes up- soaking me including my FACE! YUUUUCK! Ham and G thought it was hilarious with Captain Obvious stating- "Hey Mom, you're all wet!"
3. Ham is really into "being big" right now - Many of his sentences start with "when I get big I can..." On Sat. we were on our way home from a celebrating poopy on the potty at Chuckie Cheese dinner and we have the following conversation...
Ham: "Hey Mom, when I get big I can do lots of things."
Me:"Yep, you sure can buddy."
Ham: "Mom, when I get big I am going to work at the snowball stand, and drive a firetruck, and drive the mail lady car- Mom, that would be fun to gib out all the mail, and Mom I can sleep with my kids!" "Mom, I am going to do lots of stuff when I get big."Mom do the giwls at the snowball stand sleep with their kids?"
Me: "No buddy, those girls don't have kids yet they are still in school and they live with their Mom's and Dad's."
Ham: "Oh, when those giwls get big they are going to sleep with their kids?" (I don't answer hoping the conversation will end) He waits about 10 seconds and says "Mom, pwetend you're the mail lady and stop at all the mailboxes and pwetend you're gibing out the mail." Then not coming up for air..."Mom, I want to be a mail lady when I get big."
Me: "You will be a mail man because you are a boy."
Ham: "Yeah, but I will still drive the mail lady car and gib out all the mail." "And when I'm the mail lady I'm going to sleep with my kids."
Me: "Sure, Buddy."

4. Yesterday Ham had the following conversation with my Dad while he was working in the backyard.
Ham: "Pop-Pop why are you moving all that moolch (mulch)?"
My Dad: "Because Grandma told me too and she's the boss."
Ham: "No she's not Pop-Pop- Barack Obama is the boss."

5. Just a little preview to our annual Father's Day card...

6. This morning Ham got right into G's face when I was changing G's diaper and told him..."You better start peein'and poopin' on the potty Mister!"

7. Ham had his first swimming lesson this morning- after the novelty of new flippers and goggles wore off he proceeded to swim back and forth crying , I want my Mommy!" I was hiding behind G's stroller amazed that he was actually swimming!
8. I triple watermarked the next shot because I was worried it would become one of those chain e-mails people send you with the title : Why Boys need Mothers...

9. He landed...

10. Wow- coming up with 10 things was hard- it took me three days! I think I'll stick to my random 5 on Friday's. This was a little Ham heavy so I stuck in a few shots of G getting his first hair cut (a month ago). He did great! Good ole cartoon cuts in Marley Station Mall and and old toy was all he needed.