Since learning to talk, Owen has had some real gems that I've meant to record...many get written down but many are just part of the fabric of the moment; it's impossible to record them all honestly.
In the coming weeks I'll post the ones written to-date, and update accordingly. As a starter, last Friday night we were sitting on the couch together and the baby was boogieing in my belly - I asked O if he saw it and he replied, "yup, do we need to tranquilize her?"
Perspective is everything, and everything is relative... I look for the food, I mean the good (!) in everything and the glass is almost always half full in my eyes. Not to say that some days aren't harder than others, but simply remembering the luxury of life here in the U.S. compared to a good portion of the world reminds me to suck it up and be thankful, because it's a good day, Sunshine.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Toilet Talk
Matt and I have noticed that some of Owen's most profound thoughts have come when he's been sitting on the toilet...maybe that's common, genetic, or just the nature of a 4-year old sitting still long enough to contemplate the fleeting thoughts in his mind.
This morning's gem: "Hey, Dad, what is triple?"
Dad: "Three."
Owen: "What is double?"
Dad: "Two"
Owen: "What's wicked?"
Dad: "That can be as many as you want."
Owen: "No, it's five."
This morning's gem: "Hey, Dad, what is triple?"
Dad: "Three."
Owen: "What is double?"
Dad: "Two"
Owen: "What's wicked?"
Dad: "That can be as many as you want."
Owen: "No, it's five."
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