Are you tired of hearing me report on all the things my kids have been saying lately?
Too bad.
I find joy in their "silly to me but serious to them" comments.
Last night Weston told me that I am half boy and half girl. Because I am a girl, pregnant with a boy. He is partly right! But this baby better not weigh half as much as I do....Sometimes it feels like he does!
Weston has been running a fever. He was awake early this morning laying next to me in bed. Brandon had just given him some Tylenol Cold+Flu. I think it might have made Weston a little loopy. Brandon was getting ready for work and Weston was laying there saying to him teasingly: "Go to work!" and then giggling.
Weston also told me this morning that "if you have hot coco...and you don't drink it....and let it sit there....then...you will have cold coco".
He is a very profound thinker early in the morning.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Monday, December 17, 2012
Praying for lizards
Kaitlyn said our family prayer this morning.
Brandon and I weren't very good examples because we both ended up laughing! :)
Laughter in the morning is a good way to wake up! :)
*excerpt from Kaitlyn's prayer*
"Please bless Grandpa that he can get a new lizard....uh...liver soon."
Thursday, December 13, 2012
I really like this picture...and the quote to go with it. I have it as my computer background right now.
Connor said something funny yesterday...well...more sassy and back talking than funny. But, you know how it is. Things that are funny coming from a 2 year old aren't so funny anymore once they are 5.
So we were driving in the car and Adelin kept kicking and shaking my chair. I told her multiple times to "please stop" and then Connor pipes in with "She's not kicking your chair! It's your SEAT!"
Not so funny typed out....but it was funny in person.
And HOLY COW! I am terrible at remembering how far along I am with this pregnancy! (Funny that I know how much weight I have gained but I can't remember how many weeks pregnant I am.) We have so much going on! But look at that little tracker up there in the right hand corner! Right now, it says we have 65 days to go! "WHAT!?" I am glad we are having another boy. We have everything we need for him. It's someplace in storage....but we have it.
Connor said something funny yesterday...well...more sassy and back talking than funny. But, you know how it is. Things that are funny coming from a 2 year old aren't so funny anymore once they are 5.
So we were driving in the car and Adelin kept kicking and shaking my chair. I told her multiple times to "please stop" and then Connor pipes in with "She's not kicking your chair! It's your SEAT!"
Not so funny typed out....but it was funny in person.
And HOLY COW! I am terrible at remembering how far along I am with this pregnancy! (Funny that I know how much weight I have gained but I can't remember how many weeks pregnant I am.) We have so much going on! But look at that little tracker up there in the right hand corner! Right now, it says we have 65 days to go! "WHAT!?" I am glad we are having another boy. We have everything we need for him. It's someplace in storage....but we have it.
Monday, December 10, 2012
Brotherly Conversations
I am listening to Weston and Connor in the other room.
Weston: Connor, I never told you how Grandpa Flake died. He was walking into his room...and then (I hear Weston fall) Boom! He died. Isn't that sad?
Connor: (in a sweet voice) yes. that's sad.
Weston: You never got to see him.
Connor: (sweetly again) Oh.
Weston: I was just a little baby.
I am glad Weston is taking time to teach his brother.
And now they are off talking about something else. And probably making a mess.
Weston: Connor, I never told you how Grandpa Flake died. He was walking into his room...and then (I hear Weston fall) Boom! He died. Isn't that sad?
Connor: (in a sweet voice) yes. that's sad.
Weston: You never got to see him.
Connor: (sweetly again) Oh.
Weston: I was just a little baby.
I am glad Weston is taking time to teach his brother.
And now they are off talking about something else. And probably making a mess.
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