(Smart) boys + an announcement

I was planning this blog post in my head while cooking dinner, to the background music of all of my boys laughing hysterically. A peek out the window to the back deck confirmed what I've already suspected: I'm surrounded by boys. They're laughing hysterically because they're hitting each other on the head with a chunky plastic baseball bat.

Lucky for me they're also all really smart, so we have at least something in common (hahaha). :) Here's some recent evidence of their brilliance.

The Brilliance of Spence:
Spencer informed us when we passed a tow truck: "The car's tires are fastened with chains so it won't roll off."
When we were drawing this evening with sidewalk chalk, Spence said, "Mom, come look at what I drew in this area."
Another one to add: I was putting Isaac down for a nap--a very delicate operation. Spencer is supposed to stay in the living room and stay quiet while I do this, which is very hard for him. He was lurking outside their bedroom door this afternoon with a handful of cars, and he dropped one of them on the floor, which woke Isaac up just as I was laying him down in his crib. I came out with a frown for Spencer. With Isaac screaming in the background, Spencer just shrugged and said, "Isaac will fall asleep eventually."
And my favorite, today at Walmart, passing the video section, he caught sight of the Dumb and Dumberer DVD cover, and said, "Mommy, what's the matter with this guy? Is he frustrated?"

The Brilliance of Joe:
It is official. When we finish here in Urbana-Champaign, IL, sometime this fall, we will (hopefully!) sell our house, pack our moving van, and drive west, all the way to Berkeley, CA, where Joe will spend two years-ish as a post-doctoral researcher in chemistry for Dr. Hartwig at UC Berkeley. We are both excited and terrified to be moving to such a crazy city (I grew up hearing it referred to as "Berzerk-ley"). No idea how we're going to afford living there, no idea how I'll overcome my driving-in-a-big-city fears, but we feel like this is where we're supposed to be headed next, so I have faith that things will work out.
The Brilliance of Isaac:
Isaac is so ready to start talking, though most of what he says requires parental interpreters at this point.
Kiss=Mwuh!
Please=Pea! Pea! Pea!
Fan=Da?
Diaper=Boo-bah
Spencer=Bee-bah
Poopy=Peepoo/Poopy (he's a little dyslexic at times)
Daddy=Da-da
Mommy=Mee-ma/Ma-ma-ma
Drink/teeth/cheese=Tee!
Cheek=Chee
Shirt=Shir
That=Da!
Socks=Dah
Bye bye=Bah
Ball=Bah
Bread=Bah
Bear=Bah
Banana=Bah-bah
Done=Duh
No=No, no, no.
Baby=Baby!
What is this thing that I'm looking at or thinking about?=Dih?
Uh-oh (I dropped something either on accident or on purpose)=Uh-oh!
Amen=NnnnnnnNuh!
Yay!=Yaaay!
Wee!=Wee! (he thinks this is what one must say, over and over, whether one is having fun or not, when one is on a swing)

I love my crazy, smarty-pants boys. :)