The other day, Bud had a complete brain freeze type of moment that was hilarious. We have multiple instruments around the house and Bud easily knows the names of them all, but for some reason he couldn't think of one when he needed it. Rophone plays the drums, but also dabbles a bit with the guitar, so guitar picks can sometimes be found laying around. Bud noticed that Rophone had emptied a few picks out of his pockets onto the bathroom counter and said, "Hey! There are some clips for Daddy's drumtar!" Not only is he creating new medical specialties, but a new instrument, too.
In other news, Big has swapped his toilet seat addiction for a ball addiction (thank goodness!). I hear the word "ball" about a thousand times a day, but it is much better than worrying about what he might be sucking on.