Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Some of My Favorite Sayings...


I have to take a minute tonight to write down some of my favorite Andrew questions, answers, chattering, and sayings or else I will forget. Oh, I don't want to ever forget the fun words and phrases that he derives up and that forever runs endlessly out of his five year old mouth.

On Saturday John took Andrew with him to run some errands. When they came back I was making lunch and asked Andrew if he wanted some. He's always hungry. But he didn't want anything to eat. Suspicious. I asked him if they ate out for lunch. He tried really hard to ignore me. Then finally said, "I'm not suppose to tell you. You might get sad."

The other moment that puts a smile on my face every time I think about it happened a few months ago. After we ate the apple cider mini donuts we stopped to look at the hillside of goats on display. Peter's love of animals encourages us to spend time animal watching. Then Addie heard a goat pass gas {I can't bring my self to say or even spell the word far(t)} That felt wrong. She was totally offended. I guess she didn't know that animals do that. She was so grossed out it was funny. Then she made a big deal when she smelt it. Hang in there. I know this is getting disgusting...And this is what makes me laugh. Andrew asked her, "What does it smell like." Who thinks like that??? Boys. Or maybe just Andrew.

There are so many more...look at me forgetting already. So sad.

I'm devoting the title: Some of My Favorite Sayings to Andrew. More to come.

By the way, the picture above is Andrew holding a almost dead lizard. He found it "taking a nap" in a bucket of water in the back yard. He's not dead. He's eyes are closed because he's tired and taking a nap.

It is a boy thing...

After I went to bed I remember something else that I wanted to write about. These past few weeks Andrew has been asking some pretty tough questions about cancer and Peter. The questions sound really easy and simple in context. "Mom, how did Peter get cancer?" Then the next day, "Mom, When will the Peter's cancer be over?" And other questions just like those. Simple yet complicated. These are questions I've asked myself also. The answers aren't there. So I just give simple replies. I try to reassure him that it will all be okay. Peter will be okay. I wonder if he's asking because he is worried that he might get cancer too. When somebody in the family has cancer it's like everybody having it. It's been tough on Andrew. I can't even explain all the different ways. Peter gets a lot of our attention. Andrew has to give in to Peter all the time with his toys or anything. We have a lot of work, and catching up to do when Peter is healed of this.

One thing amazing to me is through this difficult time the children, even Andrew, have never complained about any of it. I want to always remember that not only have they not complained they have excelled in their school work and other responsibilities. I can't even say that for myself. There they go. Teaching me.

I can't wait to give Andrew the answer when he asks, "Is Peter's cancer gone today?"

"Yes. It is."

6 comments:

carmen said...
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carmen said...

Too funny! As the mother of 5 boys, I think I can safely say that it's definetly a BOY THING!! :o)

gina lee ~ said...

gone indeed.. I cant wait to hear those words too...
G.

Purcell's Party said...

Hey...I just wanted to wish Peter the best of luck today! I can't wait till Andrew can hear those words! We are praying that everything goes smoothly. Please let us know if we can help with anything!!

Janice said...

It's definitely a boy thing. I feel like I say that a lot too. I am anxiously awaiting news on Peter. I pray for your family, for Peter and especially for you. I think your kind, amazing, incredibly talented, down to earth and the spiritual giant I hope I can become someday. What a lucky family you have, to have a mom like you.

rach said...

You have me cracking up and tearing up all in the same post. I might start carrying a notepad just to write down those funny things our kids say.