"I got a googol!"

Liam is really into counting lately. He's counting up to one hundred and also doing some addition and subtraction. He even noticed that 6+1, 5+2, and 4+3 were the same thing yesterday. He's also asking us what the biggest number is. It's hard to explain that there is no biggest number but we did tell him about really big numbers.

Heather sent me this message yesterday:

Heather: Liam & Jonah are playing catch. Jonah just awarded himself a trillion points. Liam trumped him by giving himself a googol. Go, math boy!

Me: Liam remembered the term? Impressive!

Heather: And he remembered that it's bigger that it's bigger than a billion or a trillion.

Me: Smart boy

Don't pull my tail!

"You're not going to pull my tail Mommy, I'm too far ahead!"

In response to my comment that I was "right on his tail" in a game of Candy Land.

Next summer's travel plans

Liam: When we go back to Hawaii, we'll need lots of hotel rooms.

Liam: You and Daddy can have a room.

Liam: I'm gonna sleep with baby Audrey. And Uncle Ryan can sleep with us.

Mommy: What about Aunt Judy?

Liam: She can sleep with Aunt Jen.

I want my money

A couple of weeks ago, out of the blue, Liam had this following request for Mama:

"Is my money still in the bank? I want my money. I don't want it in the bank. I want my money."

Bossy much?

On Mommy finishing up the last bite of our churro at Christmas on the Prado yesterday:

"You should not have done that! I AM STILL HUNGRY! Go get another one!"

Fortunately, Mommy took the crowd-acceptable path & laughed in his face, rather than slapping it.

All in all, we had a very fun time, and in the end, everyone had plenty to eat!

I am thankful for

Liam and his classmates had to fill out an "I am thankful for..." paper with the help of an adult.

Liam being Liam filled out his paper with "I am thankful for tracing the lines, you and nothing".

We don't know whom he's referring to with "you" but "nothing" is classic Liam.

Driving to Disneyland

Specifically, these are comments made on the drive up to Disneyland:

"I see a spare tire!" No, this is not a reference to my waistline; he's obsessed with the external spares on Jeeps & such.

"Get a Honda!" Spoken to we don't know whom, for no reason he chose to explain.

"I want to go home!" Because we're driving into the sun. He has since pulled a blanket onto his head. Over his sunglasses.

"Raaaaahrrrr!!!" As Toothless.

"Why are we going to Disneyland?" ?!? Why do we bother???