7:47 - It's Boeing Time

To hold you over until we get a chance to document all of our holiday fun, here is a story from mom.

One morning Cameron woke up around 6:40 and I wasn't quite ready to have both kids up while I was trying to get ready for work.  So I went into his room and told him, "It's not 7 yet honey.  You need to wait until the first number of your clock says 7."  Sure enough, at 7am on the dot I hear "momma, momma" and when I go in to get him, he points at the clock as if to say, "see mom, it's 7"

Here is another clock story.  Another morning I went in to get Cameron after he had slept in nicely.  When I got him, he said "airplane" and pointed to his clock.  I assumed he meant he heard an airplane, so I asked him if he heard an airplane. He said "no" and pointed to his clock again and said "airplane" again. It was 7:47.  At this point I can only assume he knows that 747 is a type of airplane, but not sure where he learned that one.  In my house growing up in Seattle, we would always say 7:47 is Boeing time.  I think we learned it from a radio host who would do it.  So those are my stories; I will turn it back to the boys for the next post.