|Don't you just love his big blue eyes and his dirty face??|
- Sat. night he decided to try out the a** word on us. That earned him some special alone time with daddy in the bedroom. Don't think he will be saying that again anytime soon. Glad he tried it out here instead of at school. The sad thing is that even though I knew he needed some fast and furious discipline, I immediately felt sorry for him and couldn't listen. Poor little potty mouth.
- While playing his nintendo ds this weekend he excitedly said, "Mom come look at the technique I'm using on this screen."
- This morning on the way to school he asked me why he wasn't already 1 when he was born. (This followed questions about the way a family member had died some years ago. I had successfully put an end to that conversation by saying that I would tell him about it when he was old enough to understand. I was feeling pretty good about deferring that topic when this question popped out and on top of everything, it was extremely icy outside and I really needed to concentrate on driving.) Anyway, I told him that we don't count the years like that here in the U.S. but that they do count them like that in China. (Always like to throw in trivia when I can.) I then said that technically when you were born you were really 10 months old because you were alive for 10 months in my tummy. Which led to the inevitable question, "And just how exactly did I get in your tummy?" I said, "It's all about the love that dad and I have for each other and the rest we will discuss at another time." He then said in the most dreamy voice ever, "I'm here all because of love."