Ottoman

Jonathan (4 years, 3 months)

This morning Jonathan asked me what I wanted for Christmas. I mentioned a few "bigger" items and then rattled off a bunch of things that would be within his budget and ability to get for me, such as drawing me a nice picture, making me an ornament, a Snickers candy bar, a new candle, etc. Well, a few hours later Jonathan came up to me and out of the blue asked me how to make an ottoman. We have three ottomans in our house and we often use the word in conversation: "Can you set this on the ottoman for me?" "The remote is on the ottoman sweetie." "Please don't set your food on the furniture. See, you got peanut butter and jelly on the ottoman!" All that to say, the fact that he asked me how to make an ottoman was a little odd (because what 4-year old wants to make an ottoman?) but Jonathan is not a stranger to random comments so I didn't think much of it and went on to describe that you'd probably use wood and make a sturdy box first and then you'd add some padding to the top and then cover it with fabric or leather or something. He just sort of stared at me and then turned and went about playing.

Later this afternoon Jonathan said, "Mommy, when are we gonna put the ottomans on the Christmas tree?"

So, when he asked how to make an "ottoman" the sweet boy really wanted to know was how he could make an ornament for me for Christmas.

Guest Room

Jonathan (4 years, 2 months)

As he snuggled with my mom (aka Grandma) the other morning in the guest room...

"I know why they call this the guest room...cause when people come to your house you have to "guest" which one of them is going to sleep in here."

"I love Lulu the most!"

Aden (5 years, 9 months)

I was giving Aden a pep talk today about the new baby. He is very excited but is quite determined to have another little sister. I explained to him that God knows what's best for our family and that might mean us having a little boy. Aden was insistent and said that we needed another girl because he loved Elizabeth so much and wanted another sister just like her. I said, "But you love Boozie (Jonathan)...wouldn't it be fun to have another brother like him?" And he said, "But I love Lulu (Elizabeth) the most of everyone!" And I said, "You don't love her more than us, you love her differently than you love the rest of us." He said, "No, I love her the most!"

What can I say, he adores his little sister! He is so tender with her and treats her like a princess (well, most of the time!)

Come Tuesday we'll either have an ecstatic little boy on our hands or one who will need to adjust his expectations a bit! Pray for him! =)

"Wee-yoo Wee-yoo"

Elizabeth (2 years, 2 months)

Whenever Lizzie sees or hears a fire truck, police car, ambulance, etc. she points and says "Wee-yoo, Wee-yoo". Even if it's way in the distance...

It's pretty cute!

Precious-est Girl

Jonathan (4 years, 2 months) and Elizabeth (2 years, 1 month)
One of my favorite things about having kids and having the privilege to be with them all day is that I get to hear the sweet conversations that they have. This is an exchange that I overheard yesterday:

Jonathan: "Lizzzie, did you know that you are the precious-est girl?"
Lizzie: "Yah, I knew dat."

As a mama, you just have to smile...

Watermelon

Elizabeth (2 years, 1 month)

Lizzie LOVES watermelon and will eat as much as she can get her hands on. I just love how she asks for it. She's trying to say "Mommy, I want watermelon." but her version sounds like this:

"Mommy, I wanta wanta mewon."

The "wanta wanta" part cracks me up.

Presidents and Cake and Ice Cream

Jonathan (4 years, 2 months)

A few days ago Rebekah sent the boys a couple of die cast play sets. One NYPD set and one Presidential set (which included Air Force One, the presidents helicopter, a secret service SUV, the presidents limo, etc.) The kids and I were playing with them and I pretended to radio the Air Force One pilot to inquire about the president. Aden replied that yes, the presidents (all 6 of them) were on board and were doing well (my poor kids know nothing about the White House...they don't even know what a president is!) Anyway, Jonathan who was cruising his limo around on the rug chimed in with, "Yeah, I got some presents too and some cake and ice cream and some balloons and I'm going to the birthday party now."

Apparently "presidents" sounds a little too much like "presents" for him to really differentiate.