Make Up

This morning while stopped at a red light on the way to school, I was rubbing foundation into my face when this question was asked:

Gabriel: "Why do you put make up on, Mom? So your face looks normal?"

Knock Knock!

Gabe: "Knock Knock!"

Justin: "Who's there?"

Gabe: "Banana!"

Justin: "Banana who?"

Gabe: "Orange you glad I didn't say banana?"

Shiloh

Gabe: "Mom, can we watch Shiloh? It has a lot of good lessons in it!"

Me: "Like what?"

Gabe: "Don't kick puppies."

Hot Lava

Gabe: "Mom, what do you think would happen if you mixed red paint with soap all over the floor?"

Me: "I think it would make a big mess."

Gabe: "You don't think it would make hot lava?"

Me: *groan*

Gabe: "Well, don't worry, I'll clean it up in my bathroom. What would I mix to make hot lava?"

Date Night With Mom

Gabe and I headed to the neighborhood IHOP the other night for some one on one time. He ordered chocolate chip pancakes with a chocolate milk *facepalm* (Google it.)

He is starting to read small words and spell them too. It is the coolest thing and I'm really happy we started reading to him every night when he was so little. His skills and interest in reading are TAKING OFF! It's awesome!!

So here's a snippet of a conversation we had:

Gabe: *stares at sign on our table* "Whoa! Mom!!! Kh, Kids. Eh, Eat. F- F- Freee!!!!"

Me: *Smile*

Gabe *thoughtful pause* "Is that why you brought me here???"

He knows me so well!!! He cracks me up!!

Dear God....

Gabe and Zoe now share a room in our new house, and so far it is working out very well. =) Last night we laid in the beds and said our prayers out loud and Gabe said, "I wanna pray!!!"

It started out as usual, "Thanks God for Nana and Poppy and Mommy and Daddy and the whole wide world..." and then it got REALLY GOOOD. "... and God?? Please come down into Daddy's heart and tell Him to let me play 'Call of Duty' on the PS3!!!"

I replied that God would NOT be telling Daddy that, between bits of uncontrollable laughter. =)

Barack Obama

The setting: Driving home from pre school

Gabe: Mom, I thought you said John McCain was going to be President.

Me: Well, Gabe... that's the great thing about America. Whoever gets more votes gets to be President. It's called democracy.

Gabe: So Oh-rock Obama is our president now?

Me: Yup. BAH-rock Obama is our president.

Gabe: But I liked John McCain.

Me: Why?

Gabe: Because he isn't black.

Me: (in my head) *oh my gosh, we HAVE to get the stank out of this hick-town fast! Why is my son racist? Quick Windy, make more black friends!*

Me: out loud- Why don't you like black people Gabe? Mr. Jim is black, you love Mr. Jim right?

Gabe: Yup. I love Mr. Jim. Can we go to Ms. Laura's for lunch? (Mr. Jim's wife)

Me: Hey Gabe, did you think Mommy and Daddy didn't like Barack Obama because he was black?

Gabe: Ummm.... No??

Me: Because we love black people. We love all people, all colors. And the reason we voted for John McCain was because we agreed with him on more things. But now that Barack is our president we have to love and accept him. And pray for him at night. He's got a tough job. Can you remind Mommy to pray for Barack Obama tonight at bed time?

Gabe: Yup.

He remembered too. He always remembers.

Gabeisms

I love the way a new, fresh 4 year old's brain functions. I love the silly reasoning. This blog is dedicated to journaling the funny, adorable, hilarious and silly things my 4 year old says, because otherwise I will never remember this priceless phase of his life in my tired, weary brain. I hope someday to share this with him ( and possibly future girlfriends too ) as a special gift and peek into his early childhood antics. Enjoy. =)