2. When Boydee gets real tired he turns into a tremendous as*hole, as he has a couple times the past few nights... especially on Tuesday. Terrible Twos on Tuesday. Not as cool as Taco Tuesday. Or tasty.
3. We put new glow-in-the-dark stars on Boyd's ceiling recently. He's really excited about this. And they glow really bright, too, since B.J. has good light in his room (unlike his sissy, who has a room that is lit like a vampire lives there, along with a chandelier that hangs about five feet from the floor.) So the second night he had them, we asked them if he was excited about his stars, and he was. "Yaaayyy, stars!" he said to us. Then Adrianne tucked him in, and closed his door partially shut. He laid there for about 10 minutes sing-songing, "Yaaaayyy! Stars! Yaaayyyy! Stars!"
4. A different night Boyd was tucked into bed, and Adrianne was paying bills in her office, with the door mostly shut. Then she heard, "Mom?" She looked to the door and there was his beedy eye looking in at her. "You're cute!" he said.
5. I was bragging at dinner tonight how I've cooked five meals in a row at the house, no eating out for dinner lately. The menu the last few days: chicken with rice and vegetables... taco tuesday... spaghetti... chicken stir-fry... and... what did I cook on Monday? Hmm... We're all pondering this... and Boydee goes, "beans and corn!" And he was right — Cajun red beans and rice, with corn and sausage. "You're right, son!" I was impressed.
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