The other day, while the kids were playing outside, Savannah was riding her bike up and down the sidewalk. In front of the four-plex next to us, a lady was out leaning against her car, having a smoke. Savannah suddenly stops her bike about halfway between the two buildings, which was about halfway between myself and this lady, and turns her head back towards me and at the top of her lungs yells, "Mommy! This lady over here is smoking! It's yucky!"
Smooth Savannah, very smooth.
*During a rather quiet moment in church, Joseph, in a not so quiet voice announces, "Mommy, I poopy!" To which Jacob echoes, "Poopy? Poopy?"
*When we first moved here, we had to go to the post office to pick up our mail keys. On the way out, we came to the door about the same time as a young man who is covered, and I mean covered in tattoos and piercings. He holds the door open for us but Savannah stops right in front of him and just stares. After a moment I try and get her to keep moving but as I do she says, "Mommy, what's that in his nose? And in his eye like this?" And she starts poking her eye as if to demonstrate where his eyebrow piercing is. The guy's expression did not change one bit. Just stood there, unflinching until I was able to drag Savannah away. It was just slightly awkward.
*While at Walmart, Jacob was getting rather cranky and fussy. A lady, trying to be nice, stops to talk to him and make him smile. Jacob's reaction was anything but. He looks at her and yells, "No! Ehhh!" And turns a very pouty face away and folds his arms, peeking up at her from his downcast face. The woman found that highly amusing.
*As the water was being past in Sacrament meeting, I am holding Jacob in one arm. As Luke holds the water for me, Jacob grabs a cup from the tray. Naturally, I hold my hand under it to catch any water that might spill. Well, before he got it to his mouth he had indeed spilled about half the cup. Jacob stops, looks at my hand that is holding the water, then back at his cup. Having made up his mind, he quickly pours the rest of his water into my hand as well. I heard quite a few giggles coming from behind us.
*At the grocery store, we passed an older man with a big white beard. Savannah, getting all excited, points at him and shouts, "Look mom, Santa!"