Sometimes little boys need flour to shovel with their construction machinery.Gabe quotes of late:
"Why is the sky byoo (blue)?" Seriously. Is that hilariously the stereotypical kid question or what?
Mommy: "Gabe, it's time to go take your bath."
Gabe: (concentrating) "No, I can't go wite now, I'm doing my exercises." Apparently he was lifting his Big Book of Animals several times.
He uses "ak-chee" or "ak-cha-yee" (actually) a lot. He uses it appropriately, but I find it very amusing.
He likes to pray at meals. He will pray for all the things he sees around him. "And thank you for the counters, and the plates, and the chairs, and the grass, and the food. Amen!" Tonight he prayed "And p'ees po'cect (please protect) the baby and help him to never cry ever again!"
The other day he came up to Tim and I while we were talking about unrelated topics, looked rather wistfully at my stomach and said "I wan' a sister." Guess we'll see, Gabe baby, guess we'll see....
3 comments:
FLOUR!!!!! You sure are a brave mommy! I'd rather clean up rice.....sounds like your boys are keeping life interesting for you.
Looks like he had fun. Glad I didn't have to clean it up. I loved the prayer.
Just to let you know I am a faithful reader of your blog even if I'm not always a faithful comment-er! Luv ya girl! Angelina
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