And a little peanut, makes it a Circus!

The youngest child of the family is normally the clown. We learned to be a bit more silly and a bit more noisy to get attention. Two clowns got married and had a little peanut. Sounds like a circus to me. You better believe it! Clowning around is our game. We make up songs, we make up jokes, we make up words, we make up dance moves, we make up silly! When Beckham gets old enough to figure out how weird we are, will we have to start acting normal?  Are we going to have to start calling him by his real name? Most of the time, this is what we call him:


Twirppy

Twirppy Mandez

Tooters

Tooter McGee

Love bug (anytime I call him this, dad says “That’s a girl’s name, he’s a BOY!”)

Mouunkey



No matter what we do, we have fun doing it!