OK, a few of these are from Facebook, but I need them recorded here for posterity…
I turned on the TV to start up a movie for Jack Henry while I finished painting his room. Obama was on when I turned on the TV, so I asked Jack Henry, “Do you know who that is?”
He said, “No, should I? Is he the new coach for the Illini or something?”
We drove by a very large cemetery yesterday that Jack Henry likely hasn’t been past many times. Right after we passed it, he blurted out, “Is that where God died? I mean Jesus?” Matt and I tried so hard not to laugh that we had to not look at each other. Forever Cemetery in Kirkwood, Calvary, same thing.
Sunday night when I got home from a small group dinner, I went in to kiss the boys, already asleep, good night. Jack Henry stirred and started talking to me immediately, asking, “Will I have The Force?” It had been a long weekend of Lego Star Wars on the Wii, so he must’ve been dreaming about it, too!
I’m pretty sure my 7-year-old thinks his voice ceases to exist if not in use…he CONSTANTLY makes noise. I’ve been around him for 10 minutes this morning and already stopped fake fart noises, the Veggie Tales song on repeat, and a loud ET voice. God bless his teacher.
Nightly prayer time at our house makes me chuckle sometimes. Jack Henry often prays for his cousin Lucy and her dog, Rockit, that they get along, that they not take each other’s toys, that Lucy won’t pull Rockit’s tail, and on and on and on.
Jack Henry mentioned something about me doing his laundry when he’s a grown up.
I said, “No, I won’t be doing your laundry by then. Who will be, though?”
JH: “My kids’ mom.”
some sage parenting advice from Bennett Diehl, age 7: “I mean, it’s bad if you lose your kid somewhere. That’s just bad. But, it would be better to lose your kid at like a store, instead of somewhere outside, like a park.”