Tonight, David had finished cuddling with Anders as part of our bedtime routine, and had joined Bram and I on our bed. Anders voice from the other room goes, "you forgot the minion-fire Dad!" David and I both were confused, and I was thinking "why was David playing the minion game with Anders during cuddle time?" Then it hit me that he was talking about the humidifier. I started to giggle immediately while David was still trying to figure out what Anders was talking about. It took a while to explain through the laughter.
Bram turned off the television for me yesterday. He was so proud of himself, so I asked him to come give me a high-five. The request caught him off-guard, which resulted in a pretty awfully timed fall into the wooden part of our couch. He has a nasty bruise under his right eye, and that is AFTER we iced it for a half-an-hour immediately after it happened. Poor guy. Kharma. That's what he gets for wanting a high-five, greedy boy. (I joke.)