he's getting too big

First day of preschool. I had to work all day and I couldn't help but worry all day about how he was doing and if he was going to love it or hate it.
Turns out it was a hit. Loves his teacher, loves his school and is a little upset that it isn't everyday. The school is darling. A Cat in the Hat themed school with toys and books and one of the most darling teachers I could have ever hoped for him to have. I'm just so thrilled... and sad because this little boy looks way too old to me in this picture.

out of the mouth of my babes

While helping Porter get dressed (pulling up his pants to be precise) he starts singing, 

"Lift your boys, lift your boys, LIFT YOUR BOYS!" 

After I picked myself up off the floor and stopped laughing so hard I could finally breathe, I called to Kyle to figure out where it came from. Apparently there's a primary song "Lift your voice". It's good to know that he pays some attention in Primary.

Going back through the blog and looking at previous posts, we came to the photos of me when I was very pregnant with Bridger. I asked Porter what was in my tummy. He wasn't sure and when I told him that Bridger was in my tummy he stated very emphatically, "Spit him out!"

Bridger trying to sing Ring around the Rosies... "Ring around da rosie, Popcorn tree, Popcorn tree, ashes ashes, all fall down!"

Porter trying to sing... "Tinkerbell, Tinkerbell, Tinker all the way"

Porter asked Kyle if he could give our tithing to the "Spaceship" after sacrament.

Porter: "We do happy, we don't do sad."