Blame the Little Guy

This morning we were all in Brayden and Riley's room. We were cleaning up and choosing some items that could be donated to the Church Garage Sale. We were just about done, when Steph closed the boys closet doors. When she did this I saw someone had colored on the doors with black crayon. Here is the conversation that followed:

Ted: "Who colored on the doors?!?!?!?"
Brayden: "Not me."
Riley: "It wasn't me."
Wyatt: "Not me...it was Sawyer."

So he wants us to believe that a 7 month old was the culprit for this vandalism?

Love

Today during lunch, not sure how they got on the topic of love. But the older 3 boys were discussing the things they love. The conversation went like this:

Brayden: "I love Mommy, Daddy, my brothers, basically I love everybody in our family."
Riley: "I love everyone in the world, even people I do not know."
Wyatt: "I love chocolate!"

No doubt Wyatt has true love figured out.

Boogies

Tonight, I am laying on the floor playing with Sawyer and Wyatt. Wyatt is completely naked and just acting silly. He jumps on top of me and I say "Wyatt, no naked wrestling." As he is getting off me, I feel him rubbing my shoulder. He stands up and looks at me with a proud look and says "I wiped my boogies on you." With that I watch his naked bum run from the room.

Big Log

Riley is a little guy. His younger brother almost outweighs him, his younger cousin does outweigh him. But he can clear the bathroom real quick with his stench. The other night he yelled to me and asked me to help him wipe. I walked into the bathroom and almost fell over with the smell. Here is what took place next:

Me: "Riley, how do you smell so bad?!?!?"
Riley: "It must be a big log Daddy."

Unbelievable.

Broken Arm

A few months back, Brayden broke his arm. We had to make some adjustments to help him navigate through everyday activities. One of the first nights he had a broken arm, he had to go to the restroom--a number 2 if you will. Here is the conversation that ensued:

Brayden: "Daddy, come wipe me!!!"
Me: "Brayden you can wipe yourself."
Brayden: "No I can't, I have a broken arm."
Riley: "Ooooohhh man...good one Brayden!"

Now they are ganging up on me.