"Carrie! Carrie! We totally need to enter this contest from Canada Dry! You could win $10,000 and a baby!"

"...Er, what?"

"MONEY AND A BABY! I've always wanted that! ...Wait a second. That squiggly thing is a comma. Oh. Never mind. It actually says 'You could win $10,000, baby.'" *sighs in disappointment*

Kevs was really excited about the snow so he woke up super early Saturday morning. He couldn't find his sled, so he found a random piece of cardboard and slid up and down the street for a couple hours on that.

Of course, Mum nearly died of embarrassment, but man, that kid had a ball.

When I was little and Kevin was littler still [couldn't yet crawl], I used to amuse myself by setting him on top of a pile of blankets on the ground and jumping over him.

Occasionally Kevin says incredibly prescient things, which is one of the reasons we keep him around.


"You know what the best thing about bagels is? There's never any endpieces!"

I got new furniture.

Kevin examined the new bed for quite some time.

"There's only 4 bars for support? But how will the bed ever survive Carrie?"

C: When do you think Kevin'll be one of those stereotypical grown up sons? Like mowing the lawn and stuff like that?

M: ...He called me today. "Mommy, mommy, there's a bee in the house and I'm so scared!" I think we have a long way to go.

I just taught Kevs to use chapstick.

Shakespeare, watch out. There's a new soliloquizer in town.

[delivered over a period of about five minutes. Insert hearty, pregnant pauses between sentences for the full effect]

"Mmm. This food is good... Good food... Hey, that rhymes!... Carrie, you're fat... You're... Fat... No, doesn't rhyme.... Your fart. Your...Fart...No, still doesn't rhyme."

Whenever Kevin irritates me, I tell him about a really cool memory. Like the time we went to Cedar Point. Or New York. Or Niagara Falls. And I ask him whether he remembers it at all.

And he always says, "Yeah! Yeah! That was so much fun!"

Then, I tell him that he didn't exist at the time.

New Years Resolutions for 2010:

Dad: I resolve to have more children.
Carrie and Kevin: WHAAAT.
Kevin: Uh, no. No more children. I refuse.
Carrie: Yeah, that's what I said too, eleven years ago ...