All the Excitement and Nothing to Say

Everyone I know has a web blog-- well almost. So, I have wanted to create one for a while. Now that I have started, I'm not sure that I have anything of any value to say to anyone. Pitty. So, I'll start by journaling some of my favorite quotes from my kids. They always seem to have plenty to say.

Julia:
Here is a story Julia recently wrote. Mason is the neighbor behind us that is two years older and Julia spends all her time with him.
"Wans apone a time ther was a boy named max. he was vere nise. and a girl named malisa She was nise to. thay wer nabers and wantid to mere e. one day tey wen to the farm. and they livd haple ever after. the end. act out. Mason and Julia."
It says, "Once upon a time there was a boy named Max. He was nice. And a girl named Melissa; she was nice too. They were neighbors and wanted to marry. One day they went to the farm and they lived happily ever after. The end. To be acted out by Mason and Julia."

Brigham:
We were driving down the road and Julia saw a large house that she frequently thinks is the White House. She asked why some people have big houses and some have very small. She then stated that she thought we needed a bigger house. Brigham turned to her and said, "We can't have a bigger house." When Julia asked why, he said, "Because we wouldn't have anywhere to put it. It wouldn't fit in our yard."
My other favorite quote from Bugs was when he got in my friend LeShel's van and said "oh shoot." When she asked what was wrong, he replied, "I was going to bring something to break!"

Porter:
Porter mostly just says "Ma" when we are driving in the car. Anytime Julia or Brigam talks to me, he wants a turn and starts saying "Ma" for Mom at ever increasing volumes and decreasing intervals until you acknowledge and say, "What Porter?" At this point he stops talking because it's not that he has anything to say, he just wants you to acknowledge him. He is then pacified until someone else starts speaking at which point he again needs to be acknowledged.
Porter also likes to say, "eeeew" as soon as he has any amount of poop in his diaper, and, "matman" when he sees anything that could be taken to be a superhero.

Mouser (Pronounced Mowser like you would say in cow):
Mouser has been at our house over two weeks now. He is still the ugliest cat you've ever seen. He is missing fur on part of his front two legs, and it is thinning above his eyes. He is black with brown and white mixed in but not in spots like you're used to seeing. It just has random colors of hair floating around. But all of this we like about Mouser. The part we don't like is the constant crying at night. He meows more like a mooing cow and if he hears Peter and me in our room, he literally jumps up on the window screen and starts trying to climb it. We flipped on the light and saw him once and he looked just like Spider Man. All four legs were stretched out as weird angles. Anyway, Peter scared him down but it still did it a few more times. He eventually quit when he fell one time and landed in the window well. Hopefully we won't have that problem anymore. Oh, by the way, Mouser is a girl but we use the pronouns him and her interchangably because she is fixed and we don't get obsessive about details.

Peter: Speaking of the cat, Peter said that for Halloween we could put a sign on her that says "girl" and she could pretend she was a girl for Halloween. What would PETA say?