Friday, October 10, 2008


Tonight as we were eating supper, Gabe perched on his chair with a small stuffed bear tucked under his shirt. He soon informed me that he needed to go outside, because he was going to the hospital to have the baby. I told him he needed to have the baby back in one of the bedrooms, because I didn't want him to wake up Zion on his way in and out. After his bear baby was born, he "nursed" the baby, and then decided his baby needed a diaper change, so he carefully wiped off the bear bottom with wipes on the kitchen floor. He was going to flush the wipes, but Tim told him that "bear poop is very clean" and put them back into the wipes bag. :) Then the baby needed to sleep, so he tucked it in his little yellow toolbox, dragged his dinosaur blanket out into the hallway between the kitchen and the dining room, and informed me that he needed to sleep with the baby. He spread the blanket over himself and the "baby bear" in the toolbox, and then decided he needed to burp his baby, so carefully raised it to his shoulder and patted him gently. It was really cute.

Yesterday Gabe was "playing" Xbox football, when his controller wasn't working quite like it should. "Stupid contwolwer (controller)!!" he said. "This contwoler is making me drive crazy!!" :) :) (Is driving him crazy.)


amy said...

so sweet - you have a tender-hearted boy there!

Lynette Polinder said...

love it.