It's a well-known fact that our youngest 2 children occasionally wake up before Dave and I. Today was one of those days. It is Dave's day off and we were laying in bed, trying to get in a few more "minutes" of sleep after a RESTLESS night of our 2 yr old kicking us and laying on us all night! We heard Jacob get up and sent Brooklyn off to watch cartoons with him. After a couple of minutes, they both came in asking for Eggnog, the drink of choice among those two. I must have been really tired, because I consented to letting Jacob get it out of the fridge and pour a glass for the 2 of them! It never occurred to me that he would not grab the eggnog, because he KNOWS everything a 4 yr old can know about eggnog: where you get it at the store, how the bigger one is cheaper than the small one, how you can mix eggnog and milk to make eggnog-milk to make it last longer, etc! Until, after a few more minutes of total silence in the kitchen, we hear this little voice at the side of our bed, quietly whisper, "mom, I think the eggnog is rotten." I was laughing sooooo hard, because, unbeknownst to him, I had bought a container of buttermilk for a recipe and it got placed in front of the eggnog in the fridge last night! What rotten disappointment for our little guy, as we can only imagine the mouth-watering anxiety of that first taste of eggnog in his mouth! Sorry Jacob!
So, another cute story for the day. We just got home from Dave's parents house and I was getting lunch ready for the kids so I could then put them down for their naps. (Much needed as NONE of them have napped in the last 3 days!) I look over and see Brooklyn standing on top of the CD case, Madison kneeling beside her and hear this: (Madison whispering to Brooklyn) I...promise...to...obey...the...commandments...in...the...name...of...Jesus...Christ...Amen!
Then Madison gives Brooklyn an award medal to hang around her neck and tells her what a great job she just did on her first Primary talk!
Have I ever mentioned how much I LOVE these kids! They are AMAZING!
1 comment:
Those are funny stories. Poor kid, nothing grosser than buttermilk. Ok, you mentioned "daves day off." Does this mean he has a job? If so, when did he get it and where is it?
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