Posts Tagged "The Boy"
Potty Humour
Potty humour is pretty big around here even without a three year old to join in but lately Rain is all over it too. The other night Rain was calling for me in his sleep. I stumbled into his room, likely annoyed that his night wakings always come right after Noa has finally gone back to sleep. He threw an arm around me and mumbled in his sleep “Mom, I love you as big as a can of tuna.” I’d love to know what was going on in THAT DREAM. The next day I told Aaron about this and asked Rain how much he loved dad? Rain’s reply: I love dad more than a toilet full of poop.
Read MoreThe best sushi
Rain is a sushi fiend. He adores miso, sashimi (eats it by the fistful), avocado rolls, california rolls. He knew the names of all the dishes as soon as he could talk and he often pretends to be a waiter. He gets a piece of paper and a pen and takes our order, asking if we’ll have sashimi or teriyaki or sunomono. Before we moved away from Vancouver, we had a parting meal with Auntie Mel. Her kids were at their dad’s so we had an opportunity to visit with only 1/2 the chaos (because Rain creates the same chaos as all 4 of Mel’s kids). We ordered Indian Food from Tandoori King on Main St. We served up our plates and dug in. After a few bites, Rain exclaimed “This is the best sushi I’ve ever had!” We laughed and explained that it was actually Indian food so Rain corrected himself and said “This is the best Indiana Jones food I’ve ever...
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