Burfday!

I swear my husband should write jingles for a living. He makes up songs that are so darn catchy. I've had "banana, banana, eli eats banana.... banana, banana, eli eats banana today! today!" in my head for two days.

If you heard him sing it, you'd understand.

Greg is also excellent at reading stories. He adds voices to almost every story he reads. Plus extra sound effects or words. Because of that, Eli has certain absolute favorite books. If you don't read them like Daddy does, then he looks at you with concern.

One of Eli's latest favorites is "Happy Birthday Pookie." Eli used to hate this book. He wouldn't even let us get through the first page even though he loved other Pookie books. Somehow he let Greg read it (with voices of course) and now certain phrases are said often in our house.

"But it's my burfday!"

And since yesterday was Greg's birthday, that Pookie phrase was said probably fifty times. Yes, our lives have definitely changed with Eli around. We sure sound a lot sillier but we laugh much more.

The big 32 wasn't overly exciting for our most beloved husband and father.... but just having Eli and I in his life makes it special, eh? 

Reading "Happy Birthday Pookie" together.

Love those two!

-Heather