Thursday, May 28, 2009

Just When You Thought He'd Done It All....

He cuts his eyebrows off. Yup. Inevitable for most kids I guess.... lashes, eyebrow, hair, sibling's hair.... tonight he found my manicure scissors in the bathroom and chopped off a couple good chunks of his eyebrows.

After the laughter ceased; Because there was no stopping that, with the ridiculousness of what he looked like, there was disciplining.


Sunday, May 24, 2009

Super Diabetes!

Tonight I made a Blueberry Pineapple cobbler that is NOT diabetes friendly! It's for the Memorial Day party we are attending tomorrow. Gabe helped me whip it up and as we were sprinkling the final 1/4 cup of sugar on the top he said, "Mom, if you ate this you'd get SUPER DIABETES!"

Who's Smarter: Mom or Dad?

Tonight Justin was helping me unload the mega amount of groceries I got at Publix and he started picking on me for bringing home more dog treats. (We have like 10 boxes of dog treats) I tried to explain to him that they were on sale buy one get one free and I had 2 $2.50 off coupons that gave me almost $1.70 in overage which then took money off the rest of my grocery bill. But he just didn't get it... so I told him to leave me alone and I'd find people who would like free dog treats.

Gabe walked into the kitchen and just stared at us, wide eyed... waiting for us to finish our quarrel I guess....

I smiled at him and said,

"Gabe, who's smarter... Mommy or Daddy?"

Gabe rested his chin on his fist as if he were thinking for about 2 seconds and said....

"Ummm..... God."


Wednesday, May 20, 2009

The 4 Year Old Theologian

Gabriel absolutely made my jaw drop today. He's asked me some pretty cool questions before like "Where is Heaven?" but this was even better. Here's our conversation on the way to school.

Gabe: "Mom... did you see that cross on the road?"

Me: "Nope"

Gabe: "Mom, Jesus died on the cross. They put the nails in his hands and he died and three days later he rose from the dead and then it was Easter!"

Me: "That's right buddy!!"

Gabe: "But Mom.... where was Jesus when he was dead?"

Me: "They put his body in a tomb, remember? They rolled the big rock over it to seal it? And then the angel rolled it away and...."

Gabe: "No, no... I know his BODY was in the tomb, but where was his SOUL?"

Me: *jaw falls to floor, I may have swerved off the road a little bit from shock* "Umm Gabe, can you tell me what a soul is?"

I couldn't quite get him to answer this questions. He did tell me he learned the word "soul" at church... whether that church is his pre school or our children's dept at church is still unclear, but I can't remember ever having a conversation about "souls" with Gabe yet.....

Me: "Well, your "soul" is the part of you that makes You... YOU! It's the part of you that feels happy or sad, makes choices, loves, laughs.... is that what you mean?"

Gabe: "YES. WHERE. WAS. HE?"

Me: *trying desperately to think of how to explain Jesus going to hell to break us free of the "Old Covenent" and fulfill the 'New Covenant in 4 year old terms* "Jesus went to hell to see Satan and they got in a big fat fight and Jesus won BIG TIME. And because he won, our souls get to go to Heaven now when we die!"

This seemed to satisfy Gabe. He responded...

Gabe: "Okay. That's good."

I love my son.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Like Mother, Like Son

I have an awesome pink leather date book that my sister got me for Christmas that I write down everything in. I love date books. Lists. Pretending that I'm organized even though I'm not. The following is a very random conversation that Gabe and I had while spending some one on one time together on a car ride to pick up our pizza from Pizza Hut.

Gabe: "Mom, I think I need to get a schedule book."

Me: "Why?"

Gabe: "Because I need one."

Me: *good grief, I should know by now, I need to be more specific with this boy* "What do you need a schedule book for, Gabe?"

Gabe: *animatedly counts on his fingers while he speaks* "Because I need to write down when it's time to play, when it's time to go to McDonalds, when it's time to go to Ms. Kerry's, when it's time to go to the park...."

Me: "Ok Gabe... we'll make you a schedule book."

And we did. :)