Tuesday, June 29, 2010

The boy

The boy said tonight, "Daddy helped God make me."


Yes, son. I suppose he did.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Monday, June 21, 2010

4


Baby.


Below is my son at his 4 year old well "child" check up. It used to be a well "baby" check up.

He is so proud to be 4.
Perhaps I shouldn't preface cautionary statements to him with the threat: "If you want to live to be (insert appropriate age here), then you won't touch that hot stove."
That may have confused him a bit.
But right now, it just makes him very proud to have reached age 4.
Not a baby.


Before bath most nights he tells me "I'm four now. I can wash M. I can just sit on the stool and wash her because I am four." She and I look at him. "Um. No." He really should learn to wash himself first.

In the van one day, I looked back and he was perkily sitting in his seat swinging his feet up to eye level, then staring at them with big, round eyes and then lowering them back down. He was muttering something to himself. When I listened in, I realized he was saying, "I'm four now. Just look at how BIG my feet are! I have great, BIG feet now because I'm four. " He was shaking his head in disbelief and delight.

And now that he's four he has all the rights and responsibilities that a four year old can have--including cleaning the kitchen floor.




"If you want to live to be 5 , then you'll wipe up that water you spilled so you don't slip and crack your head open."


Wednesday, June 16, 2010

M

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Spot the Weirdness.





What the heck. I mean, I know they aren't common anymore...

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Little Miracles

Little miracles happen at our house every day. Little miracles are present, in between the other grittier, less fun parts of parenting.

Here is a little miracle.
Those things in the middle of this picture are chairs. T has learned to draw pictures of chairs.
A seat, a back, and four legs: a chair.


Somehow, in the middle of all he is learning: how preschool ends and summer vacation begins, how to swim, how to hang up his own clothes, how to describe events in the past without always using the word "yesterday", how helium balloons will leave you so swiftly if you let them go, how to ask his brother about his day and really listen to the answer...Somehow, in the midst of all of that, he also learned to draw some chairs.

Pretty cool.