Would you like fries with that??

So, usually when someone says "would you like fries with that?" it's just a way of saying "hey, I am not here to give you whatever you want. But, when it comes to Cami and Papa this is not the case. Papa loves his "Camarooski" and she loves her Papa. Don't get me wrong, he loves the boys too but he and Cami have a very special bond. It is a bit nausiating at times the way they carry on, especially when I remember this same man being, well....not so giddy. My dad is a tough guy, he's always been that way. He dosen't (well, didn't) talk baby talk. He dosen't coddle or pamper. What you see is what you get. All of that goes by the wayside when he is with my daughter. He is a completely different person...baby talk, coddling, all of it. He can not tell her "no." He has tried, and failed. She has him wrapped around her little finger. So when I mentioned in casual conversation that Cami really likes cows, I should have seen it coming.

Papa (to Cami)- You want Papa to buy you a cow, baby?
Cami- Ye-ah
Papa- Well what kind of cow do you want? Do you want a boy cow or a girl cow?
Cami- Boy cow.
Papa- Do you want a brown cow or a black cow?
Cami-Hmmmmm......black cow.
Papa- Ok, you want Papa to buy you a black boy cow. Papa will get you a black boy cow. Do you want a goat or a donkey to go with your little black boy cow?
Cami- Ummm, ye-ah. Me want a "gonkey."

This conversation has been repeated with the same results every time. She wants a black boy cow and a gonkey. She asks him almost daily about the status of her black boy cow (and sometimes the donkey.) In a later conversation, Papa asked her where she was going to keep it and when and how she was going to feed it. Her reply? Papa feed my black boy cow me. Of course Papa said "Ok baby, Papa will feed your baby cow for you." I don't know what we are going to do with these two. I do know this, they can never go to the livestock auction unattended!! Papa came by last week and brought a magazine he picked up at the feed store. He sat down with Cami and let her pick out exactly which blak cow she wanted.

Musical Beds

Most days I can not figure out why we moved to a bigger house. Don't get me wrong, I think it is sweet that my babies all want to sleep together. I know that if they had no choice but to sleep together they wouldn't want to. Cami has her own room and so does Blake and then Chase and Ethan have bunk beds. When school started back in August, we unbunked the bunk beds so I could get Ethan up for school without disturbing Chase. That started the bed sharing frenzy. Chase and Ethan started sleeping on the same twin size bed (they put their heads at opposite ends of the bed.) Then Blake decided he didn't want to be all alone so he slept on the other bunk bed. Now that Cami is out of her crib, she wants Chase to sleep with her in her room. Ethan and Blake moved into Blake's room to have a bigger bed. Some mornings we go to get boys up for school and have to search to find where they are (they have been known to bed hop after we get them all tucked it at night.) One nice thing is that it keeps them upstairs. Occasionally we'll get Cami or Chase in bed with us but that's prefectly fine with me. I love my little cuddle buddies.