Alright, I have two funny stories for you.
First, some background.
Melinda has really been looking forward to a few things, especially the Cub Scout Pinewood Derby (that was tonight), and the baby being born. She would ask me over and over and over how many days till each. I got tired of answering, so it finally dawned on me to make her some calendars so she could cross of days and watch the time pass, with the events drawing closer. She loves it, and calls them her "charts". She was so excited all day today because she could tell it was finally the day for the Pinewood Derby, and we could go to Scouts with Daddy.
You should all remember that Jesse has half a thumb, as he lost the top of it as a 1yr old in a window seat incident. Melinda has asked him a few times when his "fingernail" will grow back. And then we explain that it won't grow back until after he is resurrected. She likes the concept of death and resurrection, and talks about it frequently. Going as far as saying that the leaves that fall off in autumn time will be resurrected, even. So tonight, she brings up the topic again:
Melinda: "Daddy, when will your fingernail grow back?"
Jesse: "Not until I die and then I'm resurrected."
Melinda: "Oh. How long until you die?"
Jesse: "Well, maybe 60 or 70 years."
Melinda: "Oh. That's a really long time. We will have to make a really really big chart!!"
....pause as parents laugh their heads off, thinking of enough calendar months hanging on the wall to represent 60+ years....
Melinda: "Mommy, will you make me a chart for when Daddy will die??"
Becky: ..... ... ... "Um, no, sweetie. Only Heavenly Father and Jesus know when someone will die, so we can't make a chart for it. And I'd rather not have a countdown to when Daddy dies, anyway...."
And of course, Jacob is not short of his own laughter-inducing sayings these days, either.
I try to teach them both the correct name of body parts, hoping to make them comfortable enough to talk about more sensitive subjects with me as they get older. So Jacob already knows penis. During one diaper change, he suddenly grabs himself. It should be noted that he very rarely does this. But this time, he did. And right after he grabs himself, he shouts, with all the excitement that a 2 year old boy can muster, and with the biggest grin on his face......
"Big, BIG Penis!!!"
Oh yes, folks, he's a funny one! ;)
4 comments:
okay...so I'm assuming that since you don't have in cub scouts, Daddy must be competing with some of the other guys in the ward.
you are so much more brave than me. I only used the word 'privates'.
love ya, mom
Jesse is an Assistant Cub Scout Master in the ward. There are only about 5 boys in Cub Scouts, but Melinda always wants to go with him on Wednesdays when he leaves. We tried once before, and spent the entire evening entertaining ourselves in the nursery. But we got to watch all of Cub Scouts this time! Melinda was in charge of taking pictures - she LOVED that job! Okay, well actually she asked to bring the camera to take pictures. I will post some soon.
Hey you!! Why didn't you come over earlier and tell me you had started a blog? ;P
Your header is very nice.
Oh and congrats on number 3. That is so exciting Do you know what you're having yet? Angel girl is 9 months old already!! It's crazy how fast it goes.
really i have to say...these stories are just too funny!
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