the kid: mommy, when we talk in our heads, God can hear us. right?
me: yes, He can.
the kid: so if you want to talk to God but you don't want other people to hear what you're saying to Him, you can just think it in your head, and He knows what you're saying.
me: that's right.
the kid: yeah, 'cause I do that, you know. and I know God hears me. isn't that awesome?
me: yes. yes, it is.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
my funny name
the kid: Barbara is a good name for a mommy.
me: mm hmm.
the kid: was your name Barbara when you were a kid?
me: yep.
the kid: that's a funny name for a kid. but I like your name. and I love you.
me: mm hmm.
the kid: was your name Barbara when you were a kid?
me: yep.
the kid: that's a funny name for a kid. but I like your name. and I love you.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
dreaming...
went in to wake the kid...
the kid (in a whiny voice): mommy, I just started a great dream and you ruined it.
me: I'm sorry, honey. I didn't know you were dreaming, and it's time to get up.
the kid: try not to do that again. it makes me sad.
me: um. okay. so do you want to tell me about your dream?
the kid (whiny): I don't know what it was about. it just started.
*sigh*
the kid (in a whiny voice): mommy, I just started a great dream and you ruined it.
me: I'm sorry, honey. I didn't know you were dreaming, and it's time to get up.
the kid: try not to do that again. it makes me sad.
me: um. okay. so do you want to tell me about your dream?
the kid (whiny): I don't know what it was about. it just started.
*sigh*
Sunday, September 23, 2012
shhhhh...
I was up half the night tending to a sick kiddo. after the hubby got home from work, I snuck back into the kid's bed and was snoozing long before they missed me. the kid went into his room to get a few toys from his toy shelves, and he was really quiet. then as he was leaving the room, I heard him saying, "daddy, if you go into my room be really quiet and don't wake up mommy."
I just love that kid!
(ps... he's feeling much better. must have been a 12 hour bug)
I just love that kid!
(ps... he's feeling much better. must have been a 12 hour bug)
Saturday, September 22, 2012
been there, done that
the kid has a tummy bug and is trying a little "juice" to see if he can keep it down...
the hubby: just remember to drink it slow.
the kid: yeah, I know. I've done this before, remember?
the hubby: oh, yeah. sorry.
the kid: it's okay, daddy. I know it's hard for you to remember I'm not a little kid any more.
the hubby: just remember to drink it slow.
the kid: yeah, I know. I've done this before, remember?
the hubby: oh, yeah. sorry.
the kid: it's okay, daddy. I know it's hard for you to remember I'm not a little kid any more.
a penny saved...
upon receiving his change after making a purchase...
the kid: mommy, can you hold my money for me to keep it safe?
me: of course. you know, you have $8 left. you can see if there's something else you want to get, or you can save it for --
the kid: save it! always save it.
me: that's a good choice.
the kid: yeah, I know. I would be sad if I want to buy something later and I already spent all my money, so I need to save some of it in case I want something another time. right, mommy?
the kid: mommy, can you hold my money for me to keep it safe?
me: of course. you know, you have $8 left. you can see if there's something else you want to get, or you can save it for --
the kid: save it! always save it.
me: that's a good choice.
the kid: yeah, I know. I would be sad if I want to buy something later and I already spent all my money, so I need to save some of it in case I want something another time. right, mommy?
Saturday, September 8, 2012
a thankless job
the hubby helped the kid put together his new lego set - loosely translated, this means hubby gets frustrated and then they watch while I figure it out... and then when it's complete...
the kid: thanks, daddy! you did a great job!
me: hey! what about me? I did most of the work.
the kid: oh yeah. thanks for your help, dude.
*sigh*
the kid: thanks, daddy! you did a great job!
me: hey! what about me? I did most of the work.
the kid: oh yeah. thanks for your help, dude.
*sigh*
Thursday, September 6, 2012
super duper sad
the kid: mommy, I'm very very very very very... (insert about 20 "very"s here) sad.
me: that's a lot of verys. why are you so sad?
the kid: because I really want (video game) and you said no.
me: that's because it's rated "t", so it's not appropriate for you.
the kid: I know, but I'm still so very sad. (pout)
me: I'm sorry you're so very sad.
the kid: my heart is so very sad. super duper sad. and it'll never get happy again until I get (video game).
me: wow. your heart is going to be super duper sad for a very long time, then. (pout back at him) and that makes me sad because I love you and I have to do what's best for you even if it makes you sad.
the kid: (sigh) I love you, mommy. even when you're a mean mommy. 'cause you don't like to be mean. you're just doing your job.
me: that's right. (wow! he's been listening!) and I love you forever and ever. no matter what.
the kid: yay! that makes my heart happy. super duper happy. (happy sigh)
me: that's a lot of verys. why are you so sad?
the kid: because I really want (video game) and you said no.
me: that's because it's rated "t", so it's not appropriate for you.
the kid: I know, but I'm still so very sad. (pout)
me: I'm sorry you're so very sad.
the kid: my heart is so very sad. super duper sad. and it'll never get happy again until I get (video game).
me: wow. your heart is going to be super duper sad for a very long time, then. (pout back at him) and that makes me sad because I love you and I have to do what's best for you even if it makes you sad.
the kid: (sigh) I love you, mommy. even when you're a mean mommy. 'cause you don't like to be mean. you're just doing your job.
me: that's right. (wow! he's been listening!) and I love you forever and ever. no matter what.
the kid: yay! that makes my heart happy. super duper happy. (happy sigh)
Sunday, September 2, 2012
that's how God made me
the kid has taken to licking his fingers... drives me nuts...
me: fingers out of your mouth, please.
the kid: sorry. (grin)
me: why do you do that?
the kid: 'cause that's how God made me.
*sigh*
me: fingers out of your mouth, please.
the kid: sorry. (grin)
me: why do you do that?
the kid: 'cause that's how God made me.
*sigh*
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