The things kids say....

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! ;)

Thought for the Day

I read this today, and I *really* like it. Just wanted to share :)

We can't do anything that is not spiritual. It's just a matter of what spirit we do it with.

Transmission update

Ben left a comment on the Car Troubles post, and it reminded me that I should probably post an update.

We did get the transmission fixed. We got a great local recommendation for a mechanic (the type who will tell you up front that you plain just don't need something, if you don't), and while they don't work with transmissions, they did have their own recommendation for a family-owned transmission shop. That shop is not far from our Stake Center, which is normally a 20 minute drive by freeway. Since the van would only drive in 2nd gear, we had to take the backroads through the outer city. It took a good 40-50 minutes to drive that way, but we made it. Everything seems fixed very well, and they even (cheaply) replaced a broken CV boot that they found while they were working on the van. Meanwhile, the payment went on the credit card, and we're eager to get all our tax papers in the mail, so we can get refund money ASAP to pay it off with.

And we're thrilled to be back to 2 cars again, and having an easier time getting out to do things, even the mundane types like grocery shopping. It's much more convenient to do it when you want to instead of when you have to, based on your car availability schedule.

Although it would have been super nice this morning when it was 19 degrees outside, to have the cloth seats of the Nissan instead of the leather seats of van. Eeek!! Cold seats and church clothes!!