Recent Excerpts for my Mommy Memoirs

Here are a few conversational gems that I'd like to document for later on in life when all this chaos that I'm living in is a muddled mess of memories and I can't remember facts or specifics of the fun along the way. :D

During one of our BIG, clean-up missions (where Mommy's patience is always tested by leaps and bounds), I decided to throw an unwanted, broken toy away.  Noah spotted me in the laundry room disposing it and emotionally pleaded, "Mommy, DON'T! That's a toy that Levi got for his birthday!  He'll be so upset!  That toy is special to him!!" (It SO was not, by the way.) I tried to shush him so he wouldn't alert Levi to what was going on.  I told him that Levi would be just fine and the toy didn't work now anyway.  He was adamant that Levi would be so upset.  I thought I had succeeded in tossing it without Levi becoming aware, but as I walked by the little guy, sitting at the playroom desk within earshot of the confrontation, he looked up at me with a stern face (taking every cue given to him by big brother) and simply said, "Me set." (Me upset)  It was so hard not to laugh in front of him. Seriously! He didn't even know WHAT I had thrown out; he just relayed Noah's emotion.  Funny kid... It was a great reminder that he catches on to SO MUCH MORE than I realize.


Singing along to a Matthew West song in the car, "Hello, my name is child of the One True King..."
Gracie catches on and asks me, "Mama, how can you be a child if you are a grown up?"  I answer her.  Then she decides, "Well, if you are a child, then I'm a baby.  And Grandma and Grandpa are adults."  haha!  It seems she's assigned us spiritual ages like dog years! Clever girl.

In the car commuting to school, we were playing a popcorn game: go around and name one name of God.  Lord, Messiah, Jehovah, Bright and Morning Star, Alpha, Omega, Emmanuel... we were going for quite awhile!  (Thank you, Michael W. Smith and Amy Grant for the Isaiah 9:6 Christmas song!!)  So, the kids were running out of ideas so Hayden hesitantly offered up, "Man of Steel?" Nice try, cutie.  But He's stronger than that.

I was reading to the kids at bedtime out of 2 Kings chapter 3.  Gracie was getting a little fidgety at my side.  I'm trying my best to ignore it.  "And Jehoshaphat said, 'Is there no prophet of the LORD here, through whom we may inquire of the LORD?' Then one of the king of Israel's servants answered, 'Elisha the son of Shaphat is here, who poured water on the hands of Elijah.' And Jehoshaphat said...(Gracie, what's going on?)."  Noah interrupts, "Wait! He said, 'Gracie, what's going on?'!?"  It took me a second to realize I had blended them together like that, but I was pleased that Noah was paying attention and didn't miss a beat!

And lastly, again preparing to read at bedtime, Noah excitedly asks, "Are we reading 'The Three Kings' again?"  We're reading 2 Kings, love." ;)