Best Compliment Ever

It was one of those days ...

You know ... where you

get home from work
been on your feet all day
change into dressier clothes with heels
head off to a restaurant
celebrate the day of your spouse's birth
drive here
drive there
realize you haven't stopped since 5:30 am
realize it is nearly 8:30 pm.
Get home
Pretend scream 10x at the practical joke roach gum MTM has got
Let the dog out (in heels)
Pop MTM in the shower
Haul the over-flowing laundry basket upstairs (because your son ran out of underwear sometime in the last 3 days)
Kick aside the random Matchbox cars that always find your toes
Lay out PJ's
Make sure that soap is being used
Lay out next day clothes
Give a 2 minute warning
Turn down the covers
Get MTM out
Dry him off
Help him put his PJ's on

and then ...

Best Compliment EVER



"Mommy? You are the prettiest girl in the world."

Literally made the whole day worth it.

=)

The Birds and the Bees ... ALREADY?!??

The funny thing about kids is that they go through stages -- the "What is that?" stage, followed by the "Why is that?" stage and then the dreaded "How does that ....?" stage. MTM sailed right past the "WHY?" stage and is deeply entrenched in the "HOW?" stage.
The past few weeks, B and I have started to realize that MTM is going to be one curious fellow who just might end up asking us some SERIOUS questions sooner than we had planned.


A few weeks ago, we were chilling before bed and talking about a friend who had recently had a baby. We were getting ready to visit them and I was explaining to M that it was the same friend who had been here recently - only this time, the baby would be OUTSIDE her belly. The conversation that followed when like this:

M: "How do babies get out of the tummies?"

Me: "Well, when it's time, God makes it so they can come out."

M: "MOMMY!!! I said HOW!!!"

Me: "Ummmm ..." (pause and thinking about how to word this correctly) "They ... come out from inside the Mommy's tummy."

M: "BUT MOMMY!!!!! I SAIIIID ... HOOOOWWWW!!!!"

Me: "Well (deep breath) They come out a Mommy's bottom."

M: "THEY COME OUT WITH THE POOP?!??"

So I had to explain in plain terms a very BASIC lesson on where they come out.

I was just waiting for the "But HOW did the baby get in there?" question and breathed a sigh of relief when he asked me to read him a book after my brief explanation.



A couple weeks later, we had another baby conversation.

MTM has ALWAYS told B and I that we would have 2 more kids (a boy and a girl) and 1 more baby. But a couple days after the conversation mentioned above, I was getting M ready for bed and he looked at me very solemnly.
In a really sad voice he said, "Jesus told me we weren't going to have lots more babies. Only one. And it's going to be a girl."

I told him that was AWESOME! Having one more baby would be so exciting and the fact he could have a little sister would be so much fun.

He just looked down and said,"But I wanted 3 more kids ... not only ONE!!!"

Who's Rumor? (Hint: Not the one in relation to Bruce Willis)

If anyone is a fan of Adele, I am sure you are loving the new single, "Rumor Has It". I have been pumping it in the car and on my ipad whenever I can.
So there is a point in the song where the background singers repeat "Rumor Has It" a bunch of times.
It's a seriously catchy beat.

So there we are driving around and MTM has been pretty quiet up to this point in the song.
All of a sudden, from the back seat I hear his sweet voice:

MTM: "Mommy?"
Me: "Yes, Bubba."
MTM: "Mommy, Who is Rumor?"


HIIIII-LARIOUS!


Apparently, the 4 year old wants to know who this "Rumor" character is and why she has everything?

Good question ...




And just for some extra laughter tonight, here is another little gem of amazingness from MTM.


We were eating at Sam's - which is what we do pretty much on a weekly basis.
But for some reason, we had purchased a churro this time.
I had never gotten one from the little Cafe' at Sam's -- but they are warm and sugary and seriously amazing.

So after lunch, we were munching on it and sharing the delicious treat.
MTM took his first bite and just looked at me in the most SERIOUS way and said:

"MOMMY! This is the BEST thing in the ENTIRE WORLD!! Even better than cheese."



Indeed it is, son. Indeed it is.

All Things Are ...

All things are possible with God.

All things are plausible with God.

Possible, Plausible.

Do I think that all things are possible?
Do I believe that all things are plausible?

Struggling with this today.

These Little Wonders ...

"Mommy? Why do I not have a brother or sister yet? Why are you making me wait ... SO ... VERY ... LONG!?!??" (All I can say is start praying for one, Bubbs)

"Mommy? What are these bumps down here?" (While washing his nether regions...)

"Mommy? Why do you have those dark lines on your forehead?" (You mean my wrinkles?)

"Mommy? Why are the stars so far away?"

"Mommy? Where does chicken come from?"

"Mommy? What happens to the water when it goes down the drain?"

... and thus the "why" stage begins ...