Out of the mouths of babes

Conversation #1

As I've told you all before, Lauren hates storms. One of my tactics for difussing her fear is to explain to her that when God makes it rain all the plants and trees get to eat. And that every time it rains all the plants grow. And who wouldm't want a tree to grow nice and big so that we can sit under its shade on a hot day?

Anyway, she has this little Dora watering can and she was asking me to fill it up for her so that she could go water the plants (like they need any more right now). So I filled it up and watched her go out front and water our plants.

Lauren: Mommy, I just fed all the plants!
Me: I know. I saw!
Lauren: But don't worry...I said grace for them!



Conversation #2

Every night at dinner the kids have to go to the bathroom in the middle of the meal. You could literally set a clock by it. Every night I ask them to go BEFORE dinner and they swear the don't have to. I dish out everyone's plates...and then they have to go. Whatever.

The other night Josh actually didn't have to go...but Lauren did.

Lauren: JOSH! Come upstairs wit' me!
Josh: No, Lauren. I don't have to go.
Lauren: But JOOOOSSSHHH!!
Josh: Lauren! I'm not going up there with you. You are three years old and you don't need someone to come up there with you.
Lauren: But yes I do!
Josh: No. No, you don't.
Lauren: Pwease?
Josh: No, Lauren.
Josh: Lauren you are old enough to go upstairs on your own. I mean...don't you want to be a woman some day?

I.about.died. After about five minutes of this...he went up with her. ;-)