The Mouth of Babes

Still no pictures... getting a new camera soon...

I had to take a moment to jot down a few funny things we have been hearing around our house.

We went for a hike on Saturday. Picture little Bren running as fast as he can down a dirt path, huffing and puffing and saying over and over, "Me wun, me wun, me wun!"

Last week, with a quick jolt of his head, Kaeleb exclaimed, "Whoa! Mom! Did you see that? Boba Fett just threw a thermal detonator right through the house!"

During bedtime last night I began the usual lullaby. Bren said sweetly, "No." So I tried another song. Again, "No." I tried two more, the final try being "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star." The response was again, "No." I said "What, you don't want a lullaby anymore?" He said "No." Then in a sweet little sing-song-y voice, "Lalalalalal yaya star, yayaya lalal star, star, star...." He sang us all to sleep.

Finally, our son the therapist. (like father, like son) Kaeleb has been listening in on our conversations and giving frank advice to us. One example of many, which I only mind sharing a little bit, happened when I was whining about having eaten too many cookies. Everyone can relate, right? I didn't even think he was paying attention, until a few minutes later he said "Mom, let's talk about this 'treat' problem you are having." Shocked, and yes, a bit embarrassed, I said, "Ok." He said "I think what you need to do is just eat a lot of real food every day and only one treat. If you want more after that then you just need to deal with it and wait until the next day." Oh, the mouth of babes.

Kwint just yelled from the other room that Brennan made a basket in the 4 foot hoop. Not bad for being only 2 and 1/2 feet tall and having really short arms. They are shooting hoops in the entry way:-)