Art is so into potty talk lately. He loves to say “poop” or “poopy on the head” and then call out, “POTTY TALK!” I have a feeling that’s something the kids do at school. Anyway, tonight he said, “I want to read a book about butts! Only books about BUTTS!!!! Hhaahahhahaha!”
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FRIENDS!
Ow!
Where are you?
This is a fun little map generated from Google Analytics that shows where folks who check this blog lurk. We got no peeps in Montana or Mississippi!? What the hell.
Lew Walks (video)
How he’d like that.
Art was in the dining room eating his toast and complaining that there wasn’t any butter on it, because he couldn’t see the butter. It had melted. He was being a little pest saying, “Butter! Nooooooooo! BUTTER!” Ben walks into the kitchen and says, “Arthur doesn’t like the butter melted. ‘Should I ask him if he’d like a fist in his face? Should I ask him that?”
Art takes photo of Papa leaving for work.
We all want to see Nora again.
Today Art, Lewis and I went over the the Longley’s house for their first time since sweet Nora died. Art had known she was very sick. We’ve visited her at home with her oxygen mask, when she couldn’t go on a walk with us, and in the hospital. We’ve told him that she had a special kind of sick that not a lot of people get. Well, before I took the boys over I thought it was best to explain that Nora wouldn’t be there and why. Ben and I had talked about what we would say. Here’s how it went:
Art: What’s ‘died’?
here’s a link to Nora’s Caring Bridge site.

