The boys are at fantastic ages for entertaining sayings and doings, and unfortunately, I haven't been documenting most of them. I had to write down a few of the latest conversations and sayings as they keep getting more and more interesting!
Discovery:
Kid (picking through his toes and discovering sock remnants): What's this stuff?Me: It's called toe lint...it's from the cotton in your socks, little pieces get stuck between your toes.
Kid: Cool!
*Next Day*
Kid: Mommy, can I please wear the red socks today?
Me: Sure, why?
Kid: I want red toe lint!
*That Night*
Daddy: What are you grateful for today?
Kid: Red toe lint
*Nice*
Concentration:
Kid's been into Legos lately. "Into" is a light word for it, obsessed, really. He spends a lot of his day constructing, taking a part, constructing again. The other day Bee was watching his post-nap video. Kid starting making frustrating noises...
Me: What's the problem, Kid?
Kid: This "baby" video is SO distracting, it just keeps on distracting me and I can't focus on my task at hand. (yikes, I must say those words a lot!)
The Perfect Wife:
Daddy was telling the boys a bedtime story about Esther. He somehow turned it into a pep talk on finding the right wife who will love the Lord, be smart, beautiful, funny, and strong.
Kid: Well, Lilly is smart, she runs fast, and she's very pretty. She would make a good wife!
For the Love of Food:
Bee has always associated food with feelings and feelings with food. It used to concern me, but now I just roll with it and use it to my advantage. When I make his favorite meals, he boasts of his love for his Mommy. As in tonight's meal...
Bee: Mommy, this is sooo delicious. I LOOOOVE beans and rice. I LOOOOOVE you. I just love you and what you made!
Jesus All the Way:
We decorated for Christmas today. Bee kept singing, "Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jesus all the way...". Kid corrected him and Bee responded, "No, I like Jesus, I like MY song with Jesus in it". Tell him, Bee.
Muscle Man:
Bee's a bit of a muscle man. He's built solid with a broad chest and beefy calves. I love it. He's my little Tarzan. At the end of our run, I have the kids "exercise" with me. They run the last tiny portion, just to get fresh air in their lungs and stretch out their legs a bit. Kid can barely beat Bee. Every time I do encourage Bee that he is very fast. On Friday, Bee stopped after my encouragement and said, "I let Kid win". Just like that.
