Fun at dinner

We're sitting around eating quesadillas for dinner (Andy had a nice helping of grapes, too). We're dipping our quesedillas in sour cream and all of a sudden Andy says Uh - uh (his version of uh-oh), and then he says dip, dip. (those of you that have eaten with him in the last 6 months, know that he LOVES his dipping) Well, apparently he doesn't like when he gets sour cream on his fingers. We're having to to clean the sour cream (aka dip) off his fingers between about every other bite. Gotta run, we have another "uh - uh, dip dip dip" situation on our hands, well on his hand. And he is just holding his hand up in the air waiting for me to clean it off.

GENIUS!

Ok, this morning we were hanging out in the living room, and Anderson picked up the most recent Reader's Digest off the ottoman. He was trying to open the magazine, but it was still in the little plastic wrapper it comes in. Well, I told him he couldn't open it because it was in a bag. (Here comes the genius part...get ready...) Andy then told me "siz, siz" and he headed for the dining room. Welp, he was saying scissors and taking me to his drawers where his scissors are so we could open the bag!! Ok, you may all freak out now.

Funny

Here's a funny email I got from Lindsay yesterday...

Sometimes I leave the kitchen for a minute while Andy is eating breakfast…and when I come back in…he is stirring his cereal milk with a remote control and looks at me and says, “Soup!”