Out of the Mouths of Babes 2011

Out of the Mouths of Babes 2011

• Lydia: Tacos are for ballerinas. December
• Lydia: And when spring comes I'm going to be a butterfly. December
• Lydia's version of KnockKnock jokes
  Lydia: Knock Knock
  Who's There
  Lydia: Banana (or whatever)
  Banana Who?
  Lydia: HAHAAHAHAHAHAHA
• Lydia: I gonna hang "PJ" here (under the high chair) so the spiders won't get him. December
• Lydia: Asher needs a band-aid.
  Me: No. He doesn't have a booboo.
  Lydia: (walks over and scratches him on the arm) I scratched him. He needs a band-aid.
  -Worry not. Asher was not harmed.
• Lydia often tosses and turns in her sleep,and she often talks in her sleep. One evening she cries out and I go in to check on her.
  Me: What wrong sweetie?
  Lydia: But I said I want to go to Outer Space!
  -Her current ambition when she grows up.
• Another fretful night
  Lydia: "But I said I want some tea!
  -Her favorite drink.
• Admiring the fish at Wal-Mart
  Lydia: Those are small fish and those are big fish. And now they (the big fish) can go to Outer Space.
  -We've told her she must be much bigger to go to outer space.

Slack

What a week we are having. On Thursday Lydia comes down with some kind of stomach bug. YUCK! Naturally she passes this to me and Asher. :o( TRIPLE YUCK! This is the worst kind of sick. It makes me long for the days of early pregnancy when stomach woes could be solved with ginger-ale and crackers. *Nods sympathetically to all the ladies with whom that did not work.* Five days later and Lydia is still sick but thankfully noticeably improved. Two sick babies and a sick Mommy. Let me tell you.....My husband is a ROCK STAR!

Saturday night he is up all night with the kids while I am a useless lump in the bed (or bathroom). Sunday, we all skip church and he is at our every beck and call. Problem. He is the director of the Christmas play and it's the day of the play. He arranges child care for two sick babes so I can continue to rue the day I ever let my children around other children. He makes it to that afternoons rehearsal after driving all over creation to pick up and drop off all the necessary peoples. He finds people to pick up my slack at the play in getting the kids in costume and being an extra 'babysitter' and of course keeping an eye on our own children.

Monday he continues to do the brunt of the parenting. I am a slightly less useless lump. The children are, sadly, still sick. He is exhausted. I pray that his immune system is tuff. In a couple of days were are hopefully headed to GA for Christmas. Hopefully.

Anyway, I said all that to say...I Love My Husband!