After complimenting me on a gourmet meal I spent the whole day cooking and serving with flair, Leo said, "Mom, I don't know if it would be a good idea to bring my wife here because she'd be pretty overwhelmed!"
Tert told us that he'd like an "Olaf Comfortibibble" (comforter) for Christmas
Tert has taken some artistic license when it comes to illustrating our morning Proverbs in his sketch book. He was supposed to draw a picture that would help him recall the main theme of the passage - "There is one whose rash words are like sword thrusts..." When he revealed his masterpiece, we were astonished to see a graphic sketch of Fred and Ethel murdering Lucy with Little Ricky Ricardo looking on. : /
Tert reassured his brother regarding my allergies, "Don't worry, you can get a rabbit when Mom leaves the house someday."
This flippant suggestion was tempered when he told me the other day, "Mom, I love you more than anyone in the world, and you know that I love everyone I know A LOT!!!"
"Hey, look! It's a "dazzle (damsel) in distress!"
"Mom, where are the fighs (thighs) in the body?"
"Mom, Franken Einstein was a REALLY smart man!"
"It's the VBS truck!" (meant UPS)
"Mom, I don't think I'm efficient enough to brush my own teeth."
Later, Filia, whose sister almost always brushes her teeth for her, asked me, "Mom, can you even brush teeth?!"
Crawling into my lap at the pool, Tert said, "Mom, I just like your beach chair better because you are in it."
Tert - "Mom, this scale is your emeny, isn't it?"
Tert - On the way home from his brother's nut allergy testing, "Mom, can we get a peanut butter cookie for Rus on our way home because I think it's time to test the limits..."
When I told Filia that her brother was leaving the playground, she said, "Oh, that's okay! I have GIRLFRIENDS!"
Filia informed me that she asked God to take her sins away, and He said "YES!"
Then she said, "Mom, before Tert was born, I was living in a world with big, scary monsters, and then God blew me here!"
Seeing her first smoker, "Oh, gross!! Do you see that guy blowing fire out of his mouth?!"
Filia - "We are Grandma's GREAT children."
We're reading a book called, Naya Nuki, about an Indian girl who is kidnapped and braves the elements and a series of adventures while returning to her tribe. Connor was a little grossed out when we reached the graphic parts about her eating raw porcupine meat, hearts, and livers. Rus's response was, "Hey, if you think this is bad, you should read JUDGES!"
Leo, who aspires to be a vet, was really psyched when his Grandma Z. told him that she found a canine skull with teeth on one of her walks. She said she'd bring it to him in a bag just as soon as all of the flesh had a chance to rot off and it was fully dried. We were pretty sure she was a one-of-a kind grandma before this generous offer, but now we KNOW she's a keeper. :)
I am wondering if it is nearly time to part with Lux's darling, golden curls. Last week, it was clear that some of the "park moms" weren't sure if he was a boy or a girl. When I was joking with Leo about how they cleverly avoided the use of any masculine or feminine pronouns when referring to his little brother, he said, "Well, Mom. Lux is kind of a pretty boy - sort of like Legolas in the Lord of the Rings. Actually, I could kind of picture him with braids..."
Bath time provides endless entertainment around here... Always striving for efficiency, I usually load the 3 littlest kids in the tub to soak them while I scrub my toilet and then wash them assembly line-style. Tert and Filia were kind of grossed out to see that their brother (whose offensive diaper had just been changed) was joining them while he still smelled. Tert complained, "Mom! Lux's butt is SO BAD it's PG-13!!!!" A few minutes later, he loudly announced, "Mom!!! Lux just ate a random foot! (I'm optimistically assuming it was connected to one of the bath toys, but you never know...).
This past week Tert (age 6) and I enjoyed a date to the grocery store - just the two of us. It had been an "off the charts" stressful, tearful sort of morning, but my little guy managed to completely cheer me up. He pointed out every interesting car we passed and patiently explained the difference between the models, saying, "Mom, I hope I'm not confusing you..."
At one point he said, "Wow, that's EXACTLY like Dad's car, but there's a lady driving it!"
Me - Well, maybe it's Dad's girlfriend?
Tert- not missing a beat, "Nope, I don't think Dad's girlfriend would spend that much just to buy a car to match Dad's."
Me - "Hey, wait a minute...I thought I was Dad's girlfriend!!"
Tert - "No, Mom, you're his wife. That's your only advantage..."
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