12 hours ago
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
This morning, while playing club house on my bed, I draped the down comforter over both sitting boys. From the inside I hear "Mommy, put all the parts God gave you in here."
I smile to myself and ask Monkey, "What parts?"
"You know your tummy and legs and your face too."
"Oh, those parts, okay Monkey..."
A little while later, I am getting him something to drink.
He asks, "Would you like frosting?"
Huh? "No thank you"
Monkey continues to ramble "You know, the blue Gatorade is called Frost. I love frosting."
While in the pool today.
"Mommy, do you know how to do the rocket ship?"
"No, Monkey. Only Daddy does that."
"Because he's a big strong daddy."
"Well aren't you a big strong Mommy?" (With the tone that a mother gives when saying "You can do anything you want if you set your mind to it.)
"I guess you're right, Monkey. I'll try."
What will this boy come up with next?
Written by Mrs. Dunbar on Tuesday, July 14, 2009