More Kid-isms

Last night when cleaning up, I came across a gross, squishy Lego head.  I asked if we really needed this creepy head or if I could throw it away.  Harrison replies, "Mom, you need to be way more Star Wars-y and way less ballet-y."  Hamilton chimes in, "Yeah, mom!  Watch the movies!  If you did, you'd know that was Kit-Fisto (sp?)".  For the record - I don't, nor have I ever ballet danced. 

I wrote on our family calendar for this Saturday "Women's Retreat".  I explained that it was a retreat for women only.  Hamilton asked how many days away it was.  When we counted the days and discussed it was this weekend, Harrison started to cry.  He said, "Mom, you are so mean!  Why would you go trick-or-treating with out us?  It's not fair that only women get to do that!"   I explained that it wasn't  trick-or-treating, that it was a time where women met to talk.  He was releived I wasn't going to "re-treat" his candy from Halloween.

Some things they say are so cute, and I know I should probably correct them, but I just can't.  Like

• Hamilton says "esipode" for episode.  It's too darn cute!
• Harrison says "Plessaleenech" for the Pledge of Allegiance.

The other night Henderson had a splinter in his heel.  While we were pulling it out, Henderson was going CRAZY crying and screaming.  The older two were hysterical, too.  At one point, Hamilton cries out, "Is he gonna lose a foot?"  Then Henderson really freaked.  Thanks, Red!

My little Henderson - I love him so much.  I love the age of 3.  He sits on the bathroom counter while I put on my makeup and asks me what each thing is for.  I'll tell him, "This is mascara, it's for my eyelashes."  He'll repeat it.  It's quite a lot of conversation during the whole process.  Today he told me, "Mom!  You are finally beautiful!" 

I love these little guys.  This is them, and our trunk this Halloween. 

God has blessed me incredibly.  I love all the laughing that goes on here!