Sunscream

It’s hard to keep up with the many comings and goings of these little rascals.  Below are a few of the latest and greatest things I’ve overheard in 2014:

Jake (age 4): “Nate, Nate.  When you’re done changing your diaper and putting your clothes on, pick out a hat.  You can be my trusty sidekick.”

Nate (age 2 over New Year’s Eve): “Mama, hold my lickstick.  Hold my lickstick.”  (Referring to one of his twelve tubes of Chapstick as he runs off to tackle his brother.)

Nate (age 2 as he’s frantically grasping at the back of his neck): “I don’t like the flag.  The flag!”  (Referring to the tag in his shirt, which is sticking straight up like a white flag.  This happens frequently.)

Nate (age 3 in Maui):  “Scoop over, Mom.  Scoop over.”  (As he commandeers my spot in the hotel’s king-size bed.)

Jake (age 4 with an iPhone in hand): “Come here Nate.  Let’s take selfies.”  (I think I learned this term maybe six months before I heard him say this.  Let’s give me the benefit of the doubt and assume this happened back in 2013.  I’m sure it did.)

Nate (age 3 in a variety of situations, primarily involving water):  Started out as “Candaball!”  Followed by a large splash.  Then in Hawaii it morphed into “Cannonbox!”  And on the last day of our trip, “Cannonbob…cat!”  (Now that’s just crazy.)

My all time favorite was in Hawaii when Nate started calling it “sunscream”.  The way Jakey was whooping and hollering about putting it on every day made me think… it will forever be sunscream.  Forever.

Another reason to scream… is that the Hulk?