oops - forgot to post this! sorry of my life these days.
there is nothing quite as funny as conversations with my almost three-year old. he is priceless.
the other morning, when he was running to the van (because i'm learned 2-year old boys rarely walk!), he fell and scraped the palm of his hand.
after the tears were dried and the hand was kissed numerous times, we started chatting as i backed out of the driveway.
j: mommy, did you ever scrap your hand a-fore?
m: i sure did.
j: did you ever scrap your knee a-fore?
me: i sure did and i ripped a hole in my pants! (sadly, i was referring to an instance only a few years ago...)
j: {makes a shocked wide-open-mouthed expression... it was so sweet!}
the van is quiet for a few minutes. he's pondering.
j: my hand is steamin'.
me: your hand is "steaming"?!
j: ya, it's steamin' real bad!
(starts crying again)
me: do you mean stinging?!
j: YA, it's steamin' REAL bad!
me: try licking it!
(i don't really know what to say to be helpful. i thought licking it might help...!?)
licking his hand for a few minutes.
stops
j: frogs got real long tongues.
m: really?!
(the licking distraction worked. score one for me!)
j: i got a real little tongue.
me: oh, really?!
j: you got a real long tongue. continues licking.
oooooh, man. kid, you make me laugh and fill my life with little moments of joy. thank you, little j, for being my boy.
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