I can see the resemblance

Jack: "Mom, you should go that way."

Me: "I don't want to go that way."

Jack: "Why not? Dad goes that way?"

Me: "Do I look like Dad?"

Jack: "Wellllll, yeah you do because you're bossy like Dad."

Super powers

I was thrilled yesterday that Sarah and Gracie were hanging out on the couch playing with Gracie's new guinea pig, and Caid and Jack were in my room playing superheros - even if that did mean they had pulled all the sheets and pillows off of my bed and several clean towels from the linen closet to make super houses and capes. In situations like this when they're getting along so well and all seems right with the world, it's best to just be quiet, listen, try not to be noticed. Here's what I heard....

Caid: "I can shoot bullets out of my fingers."

Jack: "Okay. And I can shoot lasers out of my eyes."

Caid: "Yeah! And I can shoot bombs out of my butt."

Truer words never spoken.

Church with a 4-year-old

In the middle of church today, Jack whispered loudly, "Mom, have I seen God before?"

Me: "Yes."

Jack [pause]: "Well, I don't remember what he looks like."

And then about 60 second later, he tapped me again and whispered, "Mom, when I'm 9 or 7 or 8, can I have a guinea pig?"

Shaving baby

My baby girl is growing up.This evening she shaved her legs for the first time.

Earlier today she came to me and said, "It's not fair. You let Sarah shave the summer before she went into fourth grade. Why won't you let me?"

Me: "You haven't asked me."

Her: "Oh. [pause] Well, can I?"

Me: "Yes."

Her: "Oh!"

So she shaved her legs (and a chunk of her finger in the process). She just came to sit beside me on the couch and, feeling her legs, said, "It's like my legs are a big chunk of butter. Now I know why Sarah admires her legs so much."

*Name removed to protect the innocent.