Biscuit's water moves

Remember a while back when I was hoping that Biscuit wouldn't have my fear of water?

Watch the video below, and you'll know that a fear of water is no longer a concern.

Biscuit was wearing a float that goes around his arms and his chest, but I'm guessing if he can spend a little more time with his cousins, we won't need to check into swimming lessons!

Family time at the campground

I kept waiting to hear Biscuit padding through the house this morning. But it never happened. That's because he's about 25 minutes away in a camper with my brother, sister-in-law and their kids.

Last year, I sent my brother a link to the campground's website and said, "Y'all should come up here and stay at this campground. We can come over and hang out, and it will be like a little vacation for all of us."

I didn't know that he would take me up on it.

They came up Saturday morning and will go home today. The checkout time at the campground isn't until 4 in the afternoon, so we left Biscuit there last night, and we'll head over around lunchtime and hang out until they go home.

The kids played in the pool yesterday afternoon.

Then we got quite a thunderstorm. We all piled into the camper and waited it out. But that didn't stop the campfire later in the evening.

And then it was bath time. The camper has everything you could need, including a tub.

It wasn't long after bath time that Jeff and I were ready to head home. Biscuit was a little weepy. That's really unusual because he has stayed with them plenty of times before. We figured out that he was just exhausted. I hugged him and could see tears in his eyes, so I started joking with him.

I pointed at him and said, "Hey! If you get in the pool tomorrow before Dad and I get there, you BETTER NOT have any fun!! You hear me?"

"But Mom, I WILL have fun," Biscuit said, smiling.

"You better not! Don't you have any fun without me!" I told him.

"Okay, Mom," Biscuit said. "I won't have any fun."

"That's better," I said.

"But I will," Biscuit said, smiling.

I felt a whole lot better leaving him smiling.

We're picking up pizza for lunch when we head over there, and everyone knows that pizza makes everything better in Biscuit's world!

When Dad is bad

Jeff took Biscuit to get his hair cut by saying, "Come on, hippy, you need a hair cut."

"I'm NOT a hippy, Dad," Biscuit said, always frustrated with Dad's antics.

They called Biscuit back, and as he got into the chair, he said, "My name is Griffin, and this is my Dad. Mama named him Jeff, but sometimes when she's mad at him, then he's Jeffery."

And he's right.

Last game of the season

Tonight was the last home game for the minor league baseball team in town. I knew Jeff would have to cover the game, so I was planning for Biscuit and me to stay home.

But a friend of mine sent me a text message saying she had an extra ticket and wanted to know if I wanted it.

Well I couldn't turn down a free ticket!

Biscuit will get in free until he turns 5, so this was the last season before we have to pay for his admittance. And tonight was Thirsty Thursday, so all drinks are $1.

All in all, we had a fairly cheap trip to the ballpark. And although they usually only have fireworks after the games on Friday and Saturday, since tonight was the last game, they had a nice season-finale show.

Here are some pictures of Biscuit:

Mr. Clean

Neither of Biscuit's two TV channels show commercials, until recently. I guess one of them wasn't bringing in enough money because they've started running advertising.

Luckily, it's not ads for toys or things that the boy thinks he just HAS to have. They're all about household products. I guess they're assuming that parents are watching the shows with their kids. Don't they know that the reason I let him watch a couple of shows each evening is so I can be in the living room watching something else?!

Anyway, Biscuit was watching a show the other night and came in to talk to Jeff and me about Lysol. Here's what he had to say:

To translate, he said, "Lysol Disinfectant Spray does more. We call it 'healthing' because it kills 99 percent of germs that cause the odors."

He has also asked about Clorox and Hefty trash bags.

If there's a silver lining, it's that despite the fact that it's a commercial that he's quoting, we know that he has really good short-term memory.

Carrying a tune

The Seven Dwarfs whistled while they worked, but Biscuit, he sings while he works.

I'm not sure what the song is. It sounds like he was making it up as he went along.

I don't care what he sings, I just love that he does.

Out of the mouth of my babe

A few things Biscuit has said recently:

Checking in: I realized the yesterday that I need to be more careful about the TV channel before I leave the room.

Biscuit was playing in the living room, and I was flipping channels on the TV. I walked into the kitchen to get something to drink, and as I was walking back, Biscuit said, "Mom, come quick. You gotta see this."

I walked in as a TV reporter was talking about a wildfire in California.

"Mom, that man said the forest is on fire in California, and it's really big," Biscuit said.

"Yeah, wildfires happen sometimes, but we're a really long way from California, so we're safe," I said, thinking he was worried that it was near us. 

"But Mom, are any of my people near California?" Biscuit asked.

"You have a great-uncle and some distant cousins in California, but they're not near the fire," I told him.

That seemed to satisfy him, but next time, I'll make sure the TV is on a different channel.


Field trip: "All these guys are going on a field trip," Biscuit said, while he was lining up some of his action figures.

"Where are they going?" I asked.

"Um, China," Biscuit said. "They're going to ride in the back of this dump truck all the way to China. They all got packed up, and they're bringing their hats because you can bring your hats to China, but only pretend China."

"So they're going to pretend China?" I asked him.

"Mom, they can't go to REAL China," Biscuit said.

Well of course not. How could I even question such a thing?


Toilet tunes: There are many stories I could share about funny - really funny - things that have happened with Biscuit in the bathroom. But I'm afraid they'll embarrass him later.

But every once in a while, I just can't help it.

This morning, Biscuit was in the bathroom taking care of business, and as he often does, he started singing. This is what we heard ...

"Love is a burning thing
And it makes a fiery ring
Bound by wild desire

I fell into a ring of fire"

He was singing Johnny Cash's "Ring of Fire" out loud and proud.

He sings along with the song whenever we play it, but this was just him, singing his little heart out. And whether it was from the bathroom or not, Jeff and I just sat, listened and enjoyed.