Sunday, November 11, 2012

Big Word

Last week, Christopher bugged me for half a school day to get him a piece of cardboard so he could make a bow and arrow that he had designed in his mind. After school (and after Daddy got home and got him some cardboard), Christopher finally got to make his bow and arrow creation. Unfortunately, his cardboard weapons didn't work out as well as he had envisioned. When he got them all cut out and put them through a test run, part of his bow began to collapse. He came to me for help: "Mommy, this part of the bow is bent. Can you stabilize this part somehow?"

Sure, honey, I'd be glad to "stabilize" that for you.



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Saturday, November 10, 2012

That's Comforting...

Five-year-old Christopher, while fanning me with a flyswatter: "Mommy, I will never forget you after you die. Plus, I'll see you in heaven."

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

A Dream Come True

Christopher, today in school: "I wish I lived in the Middle Ages. I wish I was a king or a master in the Middle Ages. Then I wouldn't have to take a bath except for every few years!"


Knight Christopher with Knight Zachary from the manor next door

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Morning Fruit

Four-year-old Christopher was having a fit at the breakfast table, crying because his meal was served on a CARS plate instead of a firetruck plate.

Trying to encourage him, Sarabeth wisely explained: "Self-control is hard, Christopher, but we have to do it."


 
 

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Harsh Opinion

Sarabeth, when she was seven years old: "Spiders are such tyrants."

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Sarabeth, just now (in a high-pitched shaky voice): "Why are you looking at pictures of spiders?!?"

Friday, November 2, 2012

Conversation

When Sarabeth was not quite three years old, I went to check on her in her crib one night. She said, "Mommy, I talked to God, and God talked to me. I said, 'God, I'm scared of the trains and the storms and the thunder,' and God said, 'Sarabeth, why are you scared?'"

She spoke in a very sweet, high-pitched voice, and she kept telling me the story over and over again. I'm so glad God talked to my little girl and told her not to be scared.


Thursday, November 1, 2012

Compliant Child

In the van on the way home from church...

Mommy: "Christopher, no more candy today. You have had enough."

Christopher: "Well, Daddy already told me I could have a piece when we get home, and you know I have to obey my father."