Robert was spending an especially long time finding himself a snack and there was much rustling of wrappers. I finally had to go see what he was getting. He had taken out the candied ginger. I told him he could have a little bit if he wanted. He said, "Oh, I already had a little bit." "Okay, so where's the rest of it?" Back in the bag, of course. Yuck.
Highlights of 2012, so far
Jon has taken to calling his brother "Mate". Jon: "I'm going to start cursing in Italian. Uno, dos, tres..." Love it when I wake up from a nap and Robert comes in like a large puppy and cuddles and says, "your breath smells like some kind of cheese." Jon to Jim: You have been deleted by the moderator. "What is love Oh baby, don't hurt me Don't hurt me no more" Robert, in the shower. Robertism #1: I'm going to get naked. Don't you want to see me in all my glory? Consensus: Been there, done that. Robertism #2: The other night at dinner, Robert asked Jon burger could have a bite of his burger. Jon said no. He then sang (to the tune "Imperial March"), are you going to eat that burger? Jon did not yield. It was a good burger. As Jim was cutting into the rhubarb pie, he said "This looks a lot like chicken pot pie." "I'm glad it's not. I hate chicken," said Robert. "And
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