Me: “Should we buy Mama some flowers?” “No, we can get her a plant!” (laughs) “Jack, Mama kills plants.” (She totally does : P ) (Pause) “But she doesn’t kill people….or trees.”
Me: (holding clothes for Jack) “Jack, get your be-hind over here” Jack (confused), “I don’t have a be-hind Papa….(then, with great assurance) but I DO have a nipple!!!”
Jack wailing from his bed, “I can’t go to sleep! I don’t feel good Mama!!!!” “What would make you feel better Jack?” (Pause. Then with great confidence and zero tears) “Go Diego, Go?! That is a good idea to make me feel better.”
Me: “What does Jesus do, Jack?” Jack: “He helps people and he died on the cross.” Me: “What does God do?” Pause. “He just spins around and around and around.” ??? Where did I go wrong!?
Me: “Jack, are you tough?” Jack: “Yeah Papa!!” Me:”How tough are you?” Jack “I THREE tough Papa!!!!” (As opposed to “too tough” : )
What I overheard while doing dishes: Paul, “Jack, what do you want to be when you grow up man?” Jack gave the following answers “A chicken. No, a swimming person. A space man. A train driver. Right, papa??” Paul (laughing) “That’s funny. But I’m confused. What do you want to be again?” Pause. Jack “Just like you, Papa.” (My heart melts : )
I just watched Jack dip his s’mores granola bar into a cheese queso dip and happily eat it. Nearly gagged. Ah well. Maybe he will grow up to be an innovative chef with incredible flavor profiles : )
After singing “I Saw the Light” in my best bluegrass impression, Jack: What was that noise? Me: What noise? Jack: That “I Saw the Light” noise.
Me: “Jack, it is time for a nap.” Pause. Jack: “We can do three things Mama. First, I can drink some apple juice. Two, you play a game with me. Then we can eat a cookie. Yes. THAT is a good plan. I like THAT plan Mama.”
Me: “What happened at church today?” Jack: “Oh Papa, Alya hugged me!” Me: “Well, isn’t she a little forward!” Pause. Jack (defensively): “No Papa! She is just SO GOOD!”
Jack (snuggled in my lap after waking up) “Sssshhh Mama, I hear something!” Me: “What is it?” Jack: “My diaper. I hear the messy in my diaper. It wants to be changed.”
Me: (seriously) “Jack, what will happen if you disobey Mama?” Jack: (pause…smile) “I will get squashed like a little bug?!” Love hearing Paul’s influence….so helpful : )
Yesterday Jack was dragging his heels and when I said “Jack, you need to hurry up” he replied (with drama) “Mama, I am just having a rough time right now.”
Last night before bed I asked who we should pray for, and his sweet answer was “Well….who needs Jesus’s help?” : )
While driving to church this morning Jack broke the silence by saying “Mama, I forgive you.” I said thank you and the rest of the silence was spent by me trying to think of what I had done wrong : )
I just found a swath of snotty on Jack’s sleeve. I asked “Jack, where did this snot come from?” (Pause) “Ummm, God made the snot Mama.”
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