So these guys…
are fighting all the time!!! And then they are all good friends…. And then they fight out of nowhere!!! And then they are all good friends… And oh no, Owen bumped me! And oh no, Trevor said I can’t go into his room, and oh no, Markus is crushing me!!! And then they are friends and then they fight….
Markus’ new middle name is Ange-Hibou. He is so pleased when I tell him that he is my angel. Also, still super crazy about owls. I show him owl pictures I see in my twitter feed and he is super happy. If I accidentally show him a picture of a different bird, say an eagle, he gently reminds me that he is only interested in owls. Here are some already reported but noteworthy quotes:
C: what do you want for Christmas?
M: a toy owl which, when you press a button, it barfs up a mouse pellet.
T: that’s brilliant! I think I can make one for you!
M: I want to go to your hairdresser! Not daddy’s barber!
B: what, why?
M: they always shave my hair! I want them to dress it!
I think he actually wants to have angelic haircut. I am slightly scared but curious to see how this turns out.
Meanwhile Owie turned eight years old. He is still big tardigrade fan. Also, he is the most likely of the three of them to be first one ready in the morning. Though he is still easily distracted and a bit (ok, a lot) of a class clown, he can be organized and accomplished at things. He can win at connect4 even when playing with Chris!
Trevor has been full of plans lately. This weekend he had been drawing the blueprints for the house he is going to live in when he grows up. It has a lot of rooms.