Why is your brother crying?

This morning I heard the boys fighting in their room.  Zack came running into the living room and I could hear his little brother Josh crying down the hall.

Me: “What happened?”

Zack: “Josh hit me.”

I could still hear Joshua wailing down the hall.

Me: “If Josh hit you why is he the one crying?”

Zack: “Because I told him to stop!”

He's still awfully cute for someone so violent.

He’s still awfully cute for someone so violent.

I wasn’t sure whether to believe this story or not until his little brother came out, still sniffling and upset, and tattled on Zack.

Josh: “Daddy… Zack won’t let me hit him anymore.”

Oh boy, it’s going to be a long day.

The boys later worked it out in the relative safety of their trampoline.

The boys later worked it out in the relative safety of their trampoline.

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Baby talk

As we get closer and closer to the due date for Andrew James, I’m trying to get our boys excited about the new addition to the family.

Move over Mickey, there's a baby coming to take your spot. Hope these two are ready for it.

Move over Mickey, there’s a baby coming to take your spot. Hope these two are ready for it.

Are you excited about getting a new little brother?

Josh: “His name is ‘Joshie’!”

Zack: “I have a brother named ‘Joshie’ too!”

Josh: “No, your brother is named ‘Zachary'”

Zack: “Hey, that’s my name!”

Josh: “Okay no, my baby brother’s name is ‘Vacuum Cleaner'”

Zack: “He no named ‘Vacuum Cleaner’, his name is ‘Chainsaw’!”

Josh: “Don’t put vacuum cleaners in your pocket.”

Zack: “No, pockets are for chainsaws”

Josh: “And baby brothers!”

At least they are kind of looking forward to the baby now, even if they do want to rename him. Don’t worry, when little “Chainsaw Vacuum Cleaner Husted” does get here, I’ll make sure to keep the boys from putting him in their pockets.

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The boys about Olympics

Like a lot of folks lately, I’ve been watching a ton of the coverage of the 2014 Winter Olympics in Sochi. The boys haven’t had much of a choice in the matter, so I thought I’d ask them what they thought about the games.

Zack demonstrates he can can go up in the air too (with the help of his trampoline's netting)

Zack demonstrates he can can go up in the air too (with the help of his trampoline’s netting)

Zack: “It’s white like Christmas and they fall down, but no Santa and they jump.”

Josh: “They jump and fall down real fast! They wear big glasses.”

Zack: “And helmets too! They ski down the hills and jump.”

Josh: “He goes around and around in a circle. I need big glasses so I can jump too!”

Sporting his Dad's motorcycle helmet, all Josh needs now is "Big Glasses" so he can ski jump too.

Sporting his Dad’s motorcycle helmet, all Josh needs now is “Big Glasses” so he can ski jump too.

After this they heard an air horn and started loudly imitating it, so I had to change the channel in an attempt to preserve my own sanity. Maybe tomorrow we’ll try watching figure skating.

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How about baby?

I asked my sons Zack (age 4) and Josh (almost 3) what they thought about getting a new baby brother in just a couple months. These were their answers:

Zack: “I love baby Andrew. He lives in Mommy’s belly. When he comes out I’m not going to do anything with him.”

He's happy now, but we'll see how he feels when he has TWO little brothers to contend with.

He’s happy now, but we’ll see how he feels when he has TWO little brothers to contend with.

Josh: “Baby Andrew isn’t in my belly. I don’t want him in my shirts. I have my own shirts and baby Andrew is too little.”

I may have to live with him, but I ain't sharing my stuff with him.

I may have to live with him, but I’m not sharing my stuff with him.

Hopefully they’ll be a little more excited when we get closer to Andrew’s due date. I think we’ll have to work on this.

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My typical morning…

An actual conversation with my kids this morning:

Zack: “I want milk”

Me: “Okay, here’s some milk”

Zack: “I don’t want the blue cup Daddy, I want it in the pumpkin cup.”(The cup with pumpkins on it)

Me: “Fine, here’s some milk in the pumpkin cup. Josh, you can have the milk I poured in the blue cup”

Josh: (crying) “I want pumpkin cup too!”

Me: “Okay, here’s some milk in the other pumpkin cup.” (I pour the milk into an identical second pumpkin cup)

Josh: (now screaming & crying) “No! I want pumpkin cup!” (Points to the cup Zack is drinking out of)

Me: “Zack, can you trade cups with your brother? I know they look the same, but he really wants the cup you have”

Zack: “But it’s MY pumpkin cup!”

*Both boys are now screaming and crying.*

Me: (trying to be patient) “I know that one is yours, but Josh would really like to trade with you. Could you be a good big brother and let him switch cups with you?”

Zack: hesitantly “Okay”

I swap cups and give each boy the milk that their brother was previously drinking out of. Josh takes a couple sips and finally stops crying.

Zack: “I want juice”

*Screaming starts again*

They're always so pleased with themselves when they've worn Dad down to a frazzle.

They’re always so pleased with themselves when they’ve worn Dad down to a frazzle.

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