This is Alpha, the first-born, when he was 2YO.
This is Beta, the second-born, when he was about 2YO.
This is Gamma, the third-born, when he was about 18MO.
Family Conversations, Part 2
Feb
4
2009
Here are some updates on recent conversations with the children. They are more into weapons. We don’t really have many weapons in the house, but they have good imaginations.
Cup-Bearer
One day I came home from work and the kids were glad to greet me. The 5-year-old brought me one of his plastic play cups from a food/kitchen set and told me I should drink it. So I pretended to drink from the empty cup, and then we had the following conversation:
“I just gave you medicine with diabetes in it!” (and he was laughing that I fell for his trick)
“Diabetes?”
“Yeah, what possums have.”
“I think you mean rabies.”
They are trying to poison me. Once they’re old enough to cook, I’ll have to be careful.
Proofs
Driving home from church one recent Sunday, I heard the following coming from one of the car seats behind me: “Our van is shooting spears and bullets and everything that hurts.”
When it not that, it’s the quicksand and hot lava (not just lava – hot lava) and lasers and electric (not electricity – electric). Anything that they can wave their hands and pretend is shooting out of them, they will do that. I think it started with Spiderman’s web-shooting abilities and then progressed from there. They’ll shoot ice at you to freeze you and then squirt hot lava at you to unfreeze you. Or tell you that the floor on which you are standing is really quicksand.
But don’t worry, our kids are quicksand proof. And hot lava proof. And “everything proof”. So if you ever try to pretend-squirt them back, it won’t work. And it also won’t work if they try to shoot/squirt each other, because whatever one says to the other, the other quickly claims that he is that-proof.
Always Winning
Then there was the Super Bowl. The kids usually like to watch football with me, and they usually want to know whom I want to win. So they asked me who I wanted to win, and I replied “The Cardinals.” And then they asked who was winning, and I replied “The Steelers.” Then my 5-year-old shared his philosophy: “Whatever team is winning is the team I want to win.” I suppose he will always be happy with whatever game he watches.
they will pick up serpents, and if they drink any deadly poison, it will not hurt them; they will lay hands on the sick, and they will recover.
Mark 16:18
This little article thingy was written by Some Guy sometime around 10:53 pm and has been carefully placed in the Conversations category.
February 5th, 2009 at 1:05 am
The 5-year-old sounds like large portions of the Duke basketball and USC football fan bases. Except they’re not five years old, so they have no excuses.