Running out of kisses...

I have this sweet little bedtime routine with my boys... they started it and I just love it. I really need to get it on video before they outgrow it.

I say prayers with each boy... after saying prayers with Paul he gives me 11 hugs, 11 butterfly kisses, and 11 kisses. He counts each one, it always makes me smile...

After saying prayers with David, he gives me 3 little hugs, 3 little butterfly kisses, and 3 little kisses... then he gives me one BIG hug, one BIG butterfly kiss, and one BIG kiss... this too makes me smile...

Well, the other night after saying David's prayers he informed me of the following:

Mommy, I do not want to waste my kisses. I am running out and I need to save some for daddy...

This made me sad but I went along with it, after all I want daddy to get good-night kisses also.

Well, tonight David gave me lots and lots of kisses, and then told me the following:

Mommy, I am still running out of kisses but I am finding more in my heart.

I just thought that was precious!



Joyfully His and theirs!

Tricia

The boys on skin color...

Last night we were eating dinner and out of the blue David says:

"Mommy, did you know that some people have different color skin?"

They have never seemed to notice skin color before and I was quite surprised they brought it up...

Anyway, the conversation went something like this...

I said, "What do you mean, different skin color?"


David said, "You know, like Tristan and Tyler (some friends from 4K)... they have brown skin."


Paul says, "And you know, like those boys who live behind our fence in the back, they have black skin."


So I looked at Paul and asked, "Well, what color would you say your skin is?"


He looks at his arm for a few seconds and I can tell he is pondering, and he says... "Mine is yellow."


I asked David what color his was, and he looked at his arm and replied, "Mine is dark, but not as dark as Tristan and Tyler." (He is very tan from days spent at the pool).


I then asked what colored mine was... to which David quickly responded as he looked at the freckles on my arm, "Yours is spotted!"

It made me think of this song:

Jesus loves the little children,
All the children of the world,
Red, Yellow, Black and White,
They are precious in His sight,
Jesus loves the little children of the world!

We just need to change the song to include "spotted" so that mommy is loved too!!


Joyfully His and theirs!
Tricia

David on being home alone...

After lunch today I asked the boys what they would like to do today... it is Sunday afternoon. They both replied that they wanted to build all afternoon.

I said, "Ok, but your daddy and I are going to the pool."

David jumps up and quickly says, "But you can't leave us here by ourselves. I don't know how to wipe myself!"

Of all things! Not I want to go to the pool too... but I can't wipe myself! What in the world made him think of this?!

It was just too funny not to document!!


Joyfully His and theirs!
Tricia