Baby E's Post of The Week: I type, He speaks:
First off, these are my new pajamas. I don't like this picture because it looks like I don't have any teeth. I do.
OK, and here's the stuff.
First, this is called "Einsteiny Stuff.":
I do a lot of Einsteiny things. Not just me, but my brother does, too. The most Einsteiniest thing I did do was stepped in the shower with my socks on.
My big brother can't kinda remember the difference in the faces of his 2 principals. They're both old and with white hair.
And my brother got in the shower with his underwear on.
Once my brother came down in Einsteiny clothes for church. He put on a pair of socks that went up to his knees that were black. My other brother put on dress shoes with his basketball shorts for going out.
My mom stops us when we do this and says, "Einstein OK in the house, but not when you open that door and walk out there."
Second thing: "The Arm Trick:"
Sometimes I like to pretend that there's no blood in my arms and then I swing them around and start whacking everybody and people and then I say, "I can't stop my arms cuz they don't have any blood and I can't feel what they hit." I'm the only one who has fun and laughs when I play this game. Nobody else laughs and I'm pretty sure I know why.
Next one: "Scaredish movies":
Yeah, we watched War Games and there was this part that I knew was going to be scaredish because of the music. I put the blanket I keep on my lap so that when I hear the scaredish music come on I know to cover my face.
Next one: "Commercial Ideas":
You know how the commercials have "Sham-wow!" for sale? I asked my mom if those work like the guy said they did and if they're expensive. I think they should be called "Scam-Wow!" because stuff never works like they say it does on TV. We bought the dryer balls on TV and my mom finally just gave them to us to play with.
Last one: "Awesome Me":
I am becoming a man because I looked at my arms and I have little hairs on them. You can't hardly see them but when you pull them you feel it--ouch, I just did it--and that means they're there.
Next week I want to talk about the creepy dictionary book I have to use in school, and about how to buy stuff for your kids.
Note from Mom: Bless you all for following this little guy. I don't change a thing he says.