My Hilarious Boys

The kids are really cracking me up lately.  (What else is new?)  The baby is definitely a frequent topic of conversation.  About once a day, completely at random, Will will ask, “Are we having a baby?”  I think he keeps wondering when this alleged baby is going to show up.  Sometimes he asks a follow-up question:  “What kind of baby is it going to be?”  The first time he asked that, I said, “Do you mean is it going to be a girl or a boy?” and he replied, “I think it is going to be a regular baby.”  The only thing I can think of is that in his mind, it would make sense that I could be having a puppy or a baby turtle, and he is hoping for a human.  The second time he asked what kind of baby it is going to be, I asked him what he thought, and he replied, “I think it’s going to be a red baby with blue eyes.”

Will also loves to “pray about the baby” at every meal.  He squeezes his eyes tight while Christopher leads him through their usual prayer:  “Dear God, thank you for this food.  And thank you for the baby you put in Mommy’s tummy.  Please give the baby all its baby parts, and keep the baby safe and healthy.  In Jesus’ name we pray, Amen.  Let’s eat!!”

Christopher loves to talk about the baby, too.  One day he told me that he wanted to name the baby Katie if it is a girl, or Jason if it is a boy.  He seemed very annoyed when I told him that Daddy and I would be picking out the names.  He is so ready for me to go to the doctor and find out what we are having!  I did have an ultrasound last week (9 weeks–to early to tell!), and he loves looking at the picture of the baby. Will likes to look at the picture, too, but he doesn’t quite understand that just the one little blob in the middle is the baby.  He is finding the baby’s mouth, eyes, etc. somewhere in the picture!

Christopher recently had his very first homework assignment for preschool.  He was supposed to decorate a silhouette of a person with things that are important to him.  He had a great time with it.  I let him take the lead and tell me what he wanted to put on it, and I was surprised by what he came up with.  He was very detailed in drawing his face–including ears and cheeks–and drew fingers, fingernails, toes and toenails.  He wanted to be wearing clothes with rockets on them (not too surprising) and holding a flower to give to me and walking our dog Maggie, who died 2 years ago.  He made me cut out a dog and wanted me to write “Baby Maggie, our dog who died” on it.  I told him that maybe he should wait until Daddy got home, because I’m not very good at making a dog.  He said, “That’s okay, Mom, just try your best.”  So I did.  And later, when Daddy got home, Christopher confided in him that I’m really not all that good at making dogs.  Here’s Christopher and his finished project:

Sometimes living with Christopher is kind of like living with another adult.  A couple of weeks ago, I picked him up from a friend’s house after a meeting.  When we got in the car, he asked, “How was your meeting, Mom? . . . Did you eat any cake? . . . Was anyone there having a baby? . . . (Yes, in fact, 3 of us are pregnant) . . . How did you know?  . . . (They told me.) . . . Were you SO excited???”

Christopher has a friend from his preschool class who we carpool with, so I got to witness his first attempt at “flirting” (not really) with this adorable little girl.  We were getting out of the van, and Christopher said to her, “I like your jacket.”  She replied, “It’s a sweater.”  Shot down!  But the next week, after she had been at our house playing, Christopher very sincerely professed his love for her and got an “I love you” return.  Her mom and I thought it was so sweet!