Overheard at the Espinosa House

I took in the landscape as we were eating dinner all together this evening-- Dominic to the far right saying, "Mira, Papi!" as he smacked himself with an open palm repeatedly on the forehead; Danny beside him zoned out, chewing mechanically; Noemie on the other side of him trying to eat 3 stacked slices of quesadilla between verses of Appy Yertdee Tooyooo (which she kindly addressed to me). It's a snapshot of life with little kids that is equally amusing and exhausting... wonderful with a touch of miserable.

Soundbites from Dominic from weeks past:

Walking around with a laundry basket on his head, commenting on how he resembles a tube of toothpaste: "Soy una química!"

(I'm a chemical!)

Pointing to the the ball pump on top of a bookcase: "Mami, mi cuerpo no esta funcionando. Necesito aire. Me puedes alcanzar eso ? "

(My body is not working. I need air. Can you hand me [the ball pump]?)

Dominic has been in the backseat of the car talking enthusiastically to a banana for several minutes. I comment, "That banana is getting an earful!" Dominic says to the banana, "Banana, ¿tu oístes eso? Mami dice que tu vas a tener orejas grandes!"

(Banana, did you hear that? Mom says you're going to have big ears!)

Dominic interrupting our meal-time prayer, "Y gracias Señor que estoy creciendo para que yo pueda manejar un carro verde. Con un spoiler."

(And thank you, Lord, that I am growing so that I can drive a green car. With a spoiler.)

My favorite Danny soundbite of today:

"Noooooooo! Did you put your hand in your poop? Nooooooo!" (ten minutes later) "Gross! No wonder I still smell poop! She must have gotten poop on her shirt when she got it on her hands!" (half an hour later) "AGH! It's in her hair!!!!"

Noemie and Jonny hanging out at the baby shower