Monday, December 15, 2008

I forgot how funny kids are...

Caleb and Davis both have tunnel vision about who to talk to and are always pestering Mom, even when Dad is around. Ive been trying to let them know that Dad is just as available to answer their questions when we are all together. So tonight as we are driving and after answering about 10 "Mom did you know...." or "Mom, what does...." questions this following conversation ensued when he started asking me another question...

Mom: "Why don't you talk to Daddy?"
Caleb: "Why?"
Mom: "Because mommy and daddy are both here and you can talk to both of us."
Caleb after a few seconds of thought: "Dad can you tell Mom....."

A few more memorable words from Caleb...
  • Today in the car as we were driving by the hill that overlooks our house Caleb let out a big sigh and said, "I sure am glad to be home." This melted my heart and brought tears to my eyes. I hope my kiddos always feel that, I know that I still feel that about my parents house.
  • To further show how much my kiddos are turning into desert boys we have had snow (not light snow-huge flakes; all of Hurricane was white last night but its melted today-thank goodness). Yesterday Caleb asked where the sun went to and I told him it was behind the clouds and he responded with "poor sun." Then last night when the snow was really starting to come down I said, "go check out the snow" to which he replied with , "I just wish it would stop already!"

3 comments:

Sara said...

Classic!

Campbell Family said...

I love it! Our kids are that way too...

Grandma Caroline said...

I don't know WHY kids have to talk to mom when they are little, but it seems like the neverending story! I thought that it would never end. It did though, now when you kids call home, it's to talk to dad, even though I'm here too. I'm not complaining, I know you talk finances and such and I'm not good at that. It's just that as things change, they seem to say the same for the next generation. I honestly though that Brian would always be a sympathic ear to me (NOT), and Mark would always want to put his arms around my neck and nuzzle me (NOT), at least Lisa calls home for girl stuff or to just vent. That is OK with me.