Me to Quinten: you’ve got a big belly!
Maximus: mine have a big belly! {Unzips pajamas to poke his belly.}
Me to Maximus: you have a big, big belly too!
Maximus: yesss
Me to Bryan: look at his thighs, they are getting chunky!
Maximus: mine chunky eyes! {Pulls sides of eyes to squint.} Mine eyes chunky!
Me: {laughing uncontrollably}
Bryan to me: good thing your incision doesn’t still hurt.
…
Heard via the monitor at the end of nap.
Jinggy bells, jinggy bells.
Jinggy bells, all the way.
Jinggy bells ALL THE WAY! YEAH! {Clapping.}
…
Also a monitor conversation.
A, B, C, Q, Y, Z!
…
The first outing with all four of us.
Maximus: you taking baby Kintin home?
Bryan: I guess that means he wants us to return him.
…
Maximus to me about my c-section incision. With an owie I can’t pick him up. And shouldn’t for another 3 weeks.
Maximus: mommy owie still?
Me: yes, mommy small owie still.
Maximus: me see
Me: see, small owie.
Maximus: ohhhh
Next day…
Maximus: no mommy owie still!
Me: yes, mommy small owie.
Maximus: no!
