Good vs. Eebol

The littlest Clements is my three year old son Levi.  Wee-bye Jon Cwements if you ask him.  For several weeks I have noticed that if there is anything in the house that has an exact duplicate (2 gallons of milk, a pair of boots, two plates of food) Levi will declare one good and one evil.

He asked for milk one morning and pointed to the gallon jug he wanted.  I told him he had to have milk out of the jug that was already open.  He shook his head and said, “No, that milk is eebol.  THAT milk is good.”


Another time he brought me his boots.  We had been working with him.  Putting shoes on the wrong way or the right way.  Recognizing right foot and left foot.  So he said, “Mommy, this is the right boot?”  I looked.  “Yes!  That is the right boot.  Good job!”  He held up the other boot.  “This is the eebol boot.”

After pouring two glasses of apple juice for Gideon and Levi, a scuffle broke out.  Levi called Gideon’s juice eebol.  This made Gideon squeal and cry.  “Mom, Levi said my juice is evil!!!!  Tell him it’s not evil!”   “Levi, Gideon’s juice is not evil.”  “EEBOL!!!”  “Mom, tell him LOUDER!”  “Levi, knock it off.”   Whispers “eebol”.

Today, I baked chocolate chip cookies.  Levi wandered into the kitchen,  “What you are making, Mommy?”  “Cookies.”  “You are making eebol cookies.”


I mentioned this to Jon a while back.  He became very concerned.  “Where would he learn that????”  Oh I don’t know….the television???  I think it’s pretty darn cute.





Friday Photo-ness!!

Things have been pretty low key around here.  I guess that means the blog has suffered a little bit.  I shouldn’t say low key, as there are many exciting things happening on a spiritual front in our home.  But there has been an absence of alcohol related drama.  That is nice.  That is VERY nice.

Since it is Friday I will share some photos with you.

I made mittens for the boys.  Knitted.  That’s big.  I am the queen of the thumb gusset now.  Crown me.

Gideon hates his.  They are wool and contain twigs and berries from the original animal.  Scratchy.  Levi’s are made of the cheapest crap yarn imaginable and he LOVES them.  Gideon keeps taking Levi’s away.  This leads to constant squealing.  Love it, love it, love it.

We’ve had cousins come over and play.  Four kids.  That was a fun day.  I didn’t get anything done, but I got to play with baby allllll day!!

Yesterday, I just had the baby and the boys.  Isn’t she a doll???  Smooches were given!! I’m the weird, aunt that smooches cheeks and knits.


Even little Levi cannot resist baby snuggles!


Have a great weekend. ♥♥♥