Pinch me, please...

Did that REALLY just happen?
Did he REALLY just say that?
Pinch me, please...  I must be in an amusing dream.

Just a few things that have happened recently... 

The other day I brought Leonardo with me to the grocery store.  I am at the checkout talking to the cashier and vaguely hear a conversation between Leonardo and a young lady in her early 20s.  This is the only part that I caught:

Leonardo:  Look!  I have on green underwear!!!
*Hearing this statement, I look over...  just in time to see his pants drop around his ankles.  The girl looks at me and laughs.*
Random girl at grocery store:  That just made my day!

In the car one evening, a Nirvana song comes on the radio...
Me:  Oh!  Good song!  Can youuu sayyy, "Nir-va-na"?
Gavin:  I can.  But I don't want to.

About a year or so ago, I wondered why my boys weren't participating when Dora, Diego, and the Gabba gang asked them questions.  So one day to try to show them it can be fun to learn and participate with their favorite shows, I was answering the television in hopes that they would join me.
Gavin:  Mom, they can't hear you.
Me:  *stupidly* oh.


Ever since the kids saw the episode of Wow Wow Wubbzy where Wubbzy catches a butterfly and names him Norm, we have had numerous "incidents".

the dumbest:  They INSIST that I can't dump the water out of all of those cups because Norm needs to live in water.  Norm being different fake rubber lizards and snakes and frogs.  Yes, they are ALL named Norm.

the saddest:  While visiting the family in St. Louis, Leonardo and Gavin are playing outside with my dad (PaPa) when they excitedly run in yelling about Norm.  Leonardo is holding a butterfly that he caught. 

Me:  Daaaaaad!!!  Why?  Why?  He's killing him!  Why would you let him carry it inside?  
*side note...  at this point I have a newborn and still very hormonal*
PaPa:  Uhhhh...  actually, I was really impressed that he caught it.

the weirdest, by far:  Gavin has recently realized his affection for a fly in our house that he has named...  wait for it...  wait...  Norm.  I know, it's shocking.  That is not the strange part, though.  Here are some things that have been heard around the house.

Me:  *swatting at the fly*  Would you get away from me?  *frustrated sounds*
Gavin:  Norm's a good boy!

Let me interject here and say that I believe this fly thinks he is our dog.  He has absolutely NO respect for personal space, and he walks around on our carpet.  Oh, and I'm pretty sure he's planning on staying here for awhile because recently he has invited a friend to stay with us.

*Norm lands on Gavin's head*
Gavin:  Awwwww...  Norm's giving me a hug!

*I am desperately trying to remove Norm from the house without killing my son's pet*
Me:  Why won't Norm just get out?  Go outside!
Gavin:  Oh no, Mom.  *in a tone like he is my teacher and I am confused about the rules of life*  Norm can live wherever he wants.  He can live inside.  He can live outside.  He wants to live inside right now so this is where he is living.

awesome. 
oh, yeah...  and he feeds Norm AND Norm's friend (Norm) Cheetos.  Because "they like them".