My plan was to get a Christmas tree today and that just doesn’t look like it will happen due to the weather. That bums me out. So, I needed a chuckle. And even if it’s sunny and wonderful where ever you live, maybe a little levity is just what the doctor ordered for you as well. Enjoy : )
Before walking to McDonalds I stopped the boys at the door and jokingly asked (while pointing to the signage on the glass), “does everyone have on a shirt? Shoes? Any pets I don’t know about??” The boys laughed, shook their heads and we walked inside. Just after entering, jack (who had stopped laughing and had starting thinking) said, “So, I could still come in here if I wasn’t wearing pants…right mama??” I kind of choked and said that no, pants were absolutely needed. “But, they don’t have a sign about wearing pants. So, I don’t think I’d have to wear them. I think they’d make a sign, mama.”
Today Jack asked how, exactly, Jesus celebrated his birthdays. Cupcakes? Ice Cream? Cake? Presents?…..ANYTHING?? He was rather unimpressed that I didn’t know the celebratory traditions of the ancient Hebrews. Since he was -you know- GOD, Jack reasoned with me that there at least should have been cake : ) I should add that he was later concerned that Jesus had never gotten a chance to play video games…this thought actually eclipsed the fear of no cake : )
A conversation between the boys tonight. Brenn; “Why do bees buzz??” (complete with buzzing sound effects and general “flying” around the living room) Jack (after a moment of thought): “Well, I think it because it hurts to have that stick stuck in their butt.” Crass perhaps (and I apologize if you don’t live with boys), but there is a certain logic to his thinking on this : )
Brenn just came down to the basement and and said, “I am sooo cold!” I pragmatically answered, “Well, maybe you need some socks on your feet.” He walked up to me and while climbing up into my lap sweetly stated, “No, I just need a Mama to snuggle with.” In this case, the emotional argument wins.
On the way home from taking Jack to school Brenn suddenly announced, “Today I would like to go to Zaccheus’s house and play with him.” I asked, “You mean, Zaccheus from the bible? Why?” “Well, he is a little man, soooo, maybe a boy. And I would like to play with him.” “Um, Zaccheus lived a long time ago baby. He’s not alive anymore.” (Pause) “You mean….he’s DEAD?!?” “Um, yes.” (Pause. Sniff.) “Mama, that makes me so sad…”
I was laying on my side on the floor after playing with the boys when jack came up and sat down beside me. He patted my pregnant belly for a bit and then he was patting my back for a while until he stopped, paused and then a moment later he vigorously patted my bum and cheerfully declared, “Mom! Did you know that this part of your body is big and round just like your belly!! They match!!” So lovely. So helpful.
Brenn just came up to snuggle in my lap. Then he tooted. Then he sighed and reach up and kissed me. “Mama,” he said sincerely, “I love to toot and kiss.” Now if that isn’t a man talking, I don’t know what is : )
So Brenn was waxing eloquent during a conversation with Jack…saying how he can’t wait to meet the new baby, he’s so excited etc. At the height of his multiple exclamations of joy and anticipation he triumphantly announced, “and THEN Mama will go to the hospital where they will RIP the baby RIGHT OUT OF HER BELLY!!!”
Proof that I have an extremely absent minded son: he became very distressed when struggling to put on some shorts this morning…until I pointed out that he had already put on a pair of shorts this morning. “Oh…Heheh…I forgot. That would be silly to wear TWO shorts! (Big sigh). Thanks for telling me mama.” Sigh. I fear for him sometimes….
Jack asked if he could come to the hospital to watch me have baby Meg. Paul: “Oh Jack. You don’t want to watch that. Mama hurts alot and yells sometimes and it’s just not fun.” Jack: “So…you don’t like to watch either, Papa?” Paul: “No, not really.” Jack: (sympathetically) “Well, maybe you could just close your eyes and cover your ears while she is yelling and hurting.” Well, at least we know what Jack will be doing someday when his wife is in L&D.
Me: “Brenn, what is that you are drawing?” Brenn: “This is a swimming pool!” Me: “Oh and what is this thing in the pool?” Brenn: “That’s me. …. I’m dead.” Me: “What?!” Brenn: “Yes, I was swimming and then something shot me dead. I think it was a carrot. A giant, scary carrot.” Sheesh. What in the world.