Out of the Mouths of Babes

As I'm driving down the road, tiny voices pipe up from the back seats. "Faster, Mommy, Faster!" "I can't go any faster here, boys, or the policemen might pull us over and we'd be in trouble, so I can't go any faster." Paul considers this a moment, then: "Oh. Well, Daddy can!"

Calming the Storm

This afternoon, I am in the kitchen folding laundry. Paul is sitting at his little picnic table on the deck, eating graham crackers. I realize that he is shouting something over and over, so I move to the door to hear. He is yelling at the wind, "Peace! Be still! Peace! Be still!"

Guess he was listening to that Bible story after all!

God's Potty

Paul says, "Mommy, do they have potty seats in heaven?"

"I don't know, Paul. Why do you ask?"

"Well, God is very very big, so he must have a really big potty. So I will need a potty seat in heaven someday."

hmmmm. A theological conundrum for the ages. But at least he's thinking logically!

The sleep of the innocent

Paul, just turned four, is our resident thinker. The other night, curled up in the chair-and-a-half that has recently been renamed "The Family Chair," he was recovering from a scolding. After a few minutes, he says, "Mommy?" "Yes Paul?" I respond, shifting the baby so I can see him. "Well, Mommy, I was thinking. When I'm asleep, I don't do bad things!"

That's the best argument I've ever heard for staying in bed all day!

Overheard at Our House

Me: Don't talk with your mouth full of food, Paul.

Paul: Why not, Mommy?

Me: Because it's not civilized.

Paul: Well, I'm not civilized, Mommy!
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Paul, saying his prayers at night:
"...Our Father, who art in heaven, yellow be thy name. My kingdom come, my will be done..."

The Adventure Continues

Hmmm, a blog to record the comings and goings, homeschooling acomplishments, and funny moments of our family life? OK, I can do that!....
Ooops. Interrupted there, by a diaper rash cream emergency. As in, Caleb (age 2) has smeared diaper rash cream all over the family room. Including on the big screen tv. Gaaaak.
A case in point! Each day...every moment of each day...I never know what to expect. What new adventure in beating awaits? Yesterday, Paul pooed in the urinal in the Boys' Room at the library. Hmmm, guess I skipped the "urinal etiquette" chapter during potty training! I should have realized something was wrong when I, waiting outside the restroom door with his brothers in the stroller, heard him exclaim, "Ooooo! A potty on the wall!"
O brave new world, that has such toddlers in it!

The usual suspects (at the moment): Paul (almost 4), Caleb (2), and Josiah (6 months).
Updates to follow!