December 18

The boys were working off some of their energy after dinner and before bath time last night. Oh, to have half their energy; I'd cure cancer, end world hunger, and actually mail my Christmas cards all before lunch. I digress. Liam was alternating between running around in circles telling me about his "fast running shoes" and riding his truck in circles pretending to be a fire engine, complete with life-like siren noises. Connor was taking turns trying his best to keep up with his big brother and taking the toys from the toy box one by one over the coffee table and then bringing them back. Connor got bored with his game and asked Mark to play the piano with him, in "Connorese" anyway.
Connor (translation in parenthesis): "Da." (Daddy)
Mark looks at him.
Connor: "Ba." Points at the piano. (Would you like to play the piano with me?)
Mark: "Do you want to play the piano, Connor?"
Connor: "Phffffft" blows a raspberry and starts quivering with excitement (HECK yeah!)

Mark and Connor start hammering away on the piano. Liam the firefighter/track star is still going in circles. This goes on for 10 minutes or so. Finally, Liam has had enough.

Liam: "Can I get some PEACE around here?"