Today was a preschool day and one that I tried to get 100 things done in. I think I got 8 things done. But...progress. The best thing about today has been the conversations. Most days we have funny things said in our house, but I never write them down and I really need to so here we go:
After school as we were getting buckled into our carseats:
Atticus: "We really need to pray for Casen."
Me: "Why?"
Atticus: "Because he had a bloody nose because the air is dry today."
Me: "Ok. We can do that."
Atticus: "We also need to pray for Maddie because her dog named...I don't know his name but her dog DIED. (said very dramatically)."
Me: "Oh Atticus, that is so sad. We will definitely pray for your friends."
Grace: "My fwinds hit."
Me: "Your friends hit?"
Grace: "Yes. My fwinds cwy."
Me: "Okay Grace. We can pray for them too?"
Grace: "Txks (thanks) Mommy."
I have no idea where Grace's contribution came from but I think she just wanted to talk about her friends too? It was hilarious. She was so serious!
Around 4:30, after a day of preschool and running errands with the kids, we left HEB and I had just grouched at them about fighting with one another in the basket. The last thing I said was that they needed to not say another word until we got home. So, we get into the car and get settled and head out of the parking lot.
Atticus: "Mommy, I'm sorry that I was fighting with Grace."
Me: "Thank you Atticus."
Grace, following suit (which is too funny that she even followed what was going on and wanted to contribute): "Mommy, I saw-ey I hit Cuss. I saw-ey I pushed Cuss."
Me: "Thank you Grace."
Atticus: "And bited me."
Atticus: "And kicked me."
Me: "Okay Atticus; she said she was sorry."
Atticus: "And I think she broke my bone. But maybe she just cracked it."
If you give him an inch, he'll take a mile.
Tonight, Atticus, out of the blue, decided to give me his Christmas list and even brought me paper and pen to write it down. Here is it:
Atticus: "Mommy, I decided I don't want an Imaginext T Rex anymore."
Me: "What? Why not??" (we bought this thing over a month ago because it's the ONLY thing he has asked for)
Atticus: "You said it was too expensive for Santa."
Me: (feeling terrible but so impressed with his thoughtfulness or maybe I should be sad that he is already giving up on his dreams at age 4): "Oh you can still ask Santa for it; maybe he will have enough money to make it."
Atticus: "Okay, I also want a honey badger. And a falcon. And a mouse that is hard and a blue stuffed animal mouse. And I want a rope. Maybe a blue or green rope because those are my favorite colors. And I want a star or angel for my Christmas tree. And I want a Giganotosaurus. And I want some puzzles in a box that are zoo or safari animal puzzles."
Me: "That is a great list Atticus."
Atticus: "Wait. One more thing. I want my own scrapbooking stuff."
Me: "Really? Why?"
Atticus: "I just do. And one more thing. I want a...(and he points to our big nutcracker on the table) (and I tell him it's a nutcracker) to put on my dresser. And one more thing. I want Skya, the dinotrux. And one more thing. I want Dinotrux clothes and Bugs in the Kitchen game."
Me. "Okay, that is a good list."
Atticus: "And one more thing. I want new cowboy boots but Pop is going to buy these for me for my birthday." (I may have had to tell him we needed to get fitted for boots so Pop could maybe get them for his birthday one day). "And I want a dinosaur book and a book about safari animals. And that is all. Oh wait. One more thing. I want a book about fruits and vegetables. Okay, that is all."
So, it was a fast conversation but I was so shocked that he finally came up with a list. And for those of you shopping, don't take everything on this list seriously and know that some of this stuff has already been bought. But, it was pretty funny.
Also, side note, but when he talks about his stocking, he has been calling it his "beanstalk". Just tonight, he asked me if when he woke up in the morning, would Santa have put toys in his beanstalk? Sometimes he will correct himself and tell me he means stocking. But, it's just like last year when he called Santa, Noah. He just gets a different word in his head and it sticks.
Okay, that's all for tonight. I'm sure the conversations of both kiddos will continue and I will try to share them!
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