Some Baby Lovin's...

Some of my childhood dolls have made it onto the cubbies for the boys. It turns out that dolls for boys is a good idea - (though, I would prolly do it anyway since I don't plan on having a girl to give them to) - apparently the word is that it helps foster compassion, tenderness, and other maternalesque stuff in boys. Woot! Well, the favorites seem to be my cabbage patch twins. Antonia and Barkley.

Kieran and Barkley. Awww... how sweet. He was airplaneing him - just like Mark does with the boys.

And a story...

Last night the toy B-rox chose to take with him on the trip to pick up Mark from the Metro was Barkley. A few miles after we were on the freeway I hear this from the backseat

B: "MOOOOOOOOOM - OH NO OH NO OH NO!!!!!"

Me: "Holy moly, what is wrong - what's happening - are you ok?"

B: "WHERE IS BARKLEY'S BEEP? HE DOESN'T HAVE ONE AND HE HAS TO GO PEE!"

Me: (I look in the kidview mirror and discover that Barkley's pants are around his ankles) "Uhhh, I don't think he came with one honey"

B: "Oh man, he [Barkley] is SO sad about this".

Laughter is NOT good for driving on the freeway...