Of late, I’ve been entertained by my 3.5 year old son who says the most heart-warming and funniest things.

Heart Warming:

Andrew woke up crying in the middle of the night again. The next morning I asked him why he was crying and he said, “I was crying for you, Mama. I want you.”

One Track Mind:

While I was in the middle of making dinner, Andrew said, “Mommy, I want to go to sushi.” He meant he wanted to go to a sushi restaurant. I told him no and that I was cooking this evening. He replied, “Mommy, can we go to sushi after you cook?”

Homeschooling:

While I was snuggling with Andrew I asked him:

“Andrew, do you want to do school with Mama?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“I want to play.”

“Well, school is like playing.”

“No, school is work.”

Now, I want to know where he learned that!!! Nevertheless, it was cute and the conversation cracked me up.

Many times we have challenges picking out gifts for the kids.

We’re frugal.

We don’t like clutter.

We don’t want noisy toys.

The toddler/baby product review blog Thingamababy has solved our  dilemma.

Here’s what we’re getting the kids.  Now & forever.

Below is a conversation I had with my son Matthew, and it cracked me up as much as it warmed my heart. I was preparing some chicken and he climbed up on a chair next to me to watch.

“What are you doing, Mom?”

“I’m prepping some chicken and then deliver them to our good friends who are sick.”

“Mom, you should give them some strawberries.”

“Errr. . . we don’t have strawberries.”

“We have some frozen ones.”

“Why do you want to give them strawberries?”

“That’s what my ‘Body IQ’ says!” (At this point he got down from the chair he was standing on, and went and grabbed a ‘Body IQ’ chart that we use for school) “It says: ‘Strawberries contain vitamin C, which helps you fight off an illness‘ so you should give our friends strawberries instead of chicken.”

I cracked up and then went and tackled him. This little boy of mine sure is resourceful and clever.

Recently I overheard my son singing Twila Paris’ “Lamb of God” with a different twist. He was happily and proudly singing his own revised version of the song without really knowing it. The correct lyrics for the first stanza are:

Your only Son
No sin to hide
But You have sent Him,
From Your side
To walk upon this guilty sod
And to become the Lamb of God

When he changed the first line to “Your only Son, You choose to kill“ I burst into laughter. As I told my husband, his revision was not very poetic and the word choice was not the best. But he is theologically correct:

Yet it was the will of the Lord to crush him;
he has put him to grief;
when his soul makes an offering for guilt,
he shall see his offspring; he shall prolong his days;
the will of the Lord shall prosper in his hand. (Isaiah 53:10)

For truly in this city there were gathered together against your holy servant Jesus, whom you anointed, both Herod and Pontius Pilate, along with the Gentiles and the peoples of Israel, to do whatever your hand and your plan had predestined to take place. (Acts 4:26-28)

I suppose he may have a future as a theologian even if becoming a artistic poet is out.

During our family devotion this morning, my son asked why people persecute Jesus and those who follow Him. I explained that Jesus himself said in the Bible that people would hate and despise Him. In his mind, he just couldn’t understand why people would hate Jesus. I went on to explain that all people are sinful (including mommy, daddy, his sisters and brother) and that they don’t like the things of God. He responded, “Not [13 month old] Calissa, she can’t do anything wrong.” I chuckled inside and was very glad that he loves his baby sister enough to attribute sweet innocence to her. However, I explained that even Calissa is born with sin. He sure loves his sister, even if he’s theologically incorrect.

So I brought home some churros for the kids as a treat for after dinner.

Matthew: I’m full and I want a churro.

Mom: That doesn’t make any sense. If you were full, then you couldn’t eat a churro.

Matthew: Hmm… I’m done then.

Clever boy.

Our three oldest children, ages 5, 3, 2, were playing in the living room unsupervised. I was in the kitchen, and overhearing them playing, I just had to go in and see exactly what they were doing.

I walked in to discover Emmaline (age 2) lying on the coffee table with a blanket draped over her. I learned from Matthew that he was performing a hip surgery on Emmaline while Andrew was administering medicine with an empty roll of toilet paper over her mouth. It was such a hilarious sight that I snapped several pictures just to document this “medical” feat.

As many of our readers know, Emmaline underwent REAL surgeries last year to correct her dislocated hips. Naturally, Matthew still remembered these — she’s only recently really begun to walk and run normally — and thus re-enacted the whole surgery.  At least, as he envisioned it. I was quite amused. Matthew talked like a real surgeon, “Emmie, lie down, I’m going to cut you up. Andrew, give her some medicine. Okay, Emmie, you’re all done, but you need to stay in the hospital for the night.” I was also rather surprised that both Andrew and Emmaline did exactly what Matthew wanted them to do. I was very glad that they played so well together. That’s another one of the joys of having a slightly larger than average family.

Here’s a photo of the operating room.  Click to view it full size.