Growing Into It!

Josh recently ordered everyone in the family some new motocross t-shirts. Unfortunately, the site he ordered them from didn't have anything left in Ethan's size. Josh bought him a size 4-6 knowing that he would eventually grow into it, and in the meantime, he could wear it as pajamas. They came in the mail yesterday. Ethan was so excited! He wore his shirt around the house for the rest of the day. He also admired the t-shirts Josh had ordered for himself. Josh didn't get in until late yesterday, because he mowed the yard after work. He came inside just as Ethan was going to bed. He asked Ethan if he liked his new shirt. This was Ethan's response, "Yeah! But it's too big for me. It's just a jammie shirt, or I can just grow into it. When I grow up, you can give me your shirts, and when you grow down, I will give you my shirts. Then when you grow up again, I will give you your shirts back."
This actually isn't the first time that Ethan has talked about growing up and down. He talks a lot about when he used to be big or how he will be little like Livi again some day. I don't know where he comes up with this stuff!

"Morning" Dove

While getting out of the car on Sunday morning after church, Ethan heard the trade mark Ooo Wah Ooo of a mourning dove. He asked Josh about the noise.
Josh told him that it was a mourning dove.
"Oh," Ethan replied, "What does a night dove say?"

What Did You Say?

As we were sitting down to eat supper the other night, Ethan rudely shouted, "Where's my f***in' milk?!"
Josh and I stared at each other, both wondering the same thing, what did he just say?
Then a light bulb clicked on for Josh as he stood up and said, "Fork. And. Milk!"
Ooooohhhh! Much better! I would have much rather heard, Dad, can you please bring me a fork and some milk? But I guess anything is better than what we first thought he said!

How High?

While pushing Ethan on the swing that other day, he created his very own measuring system to let me know how high he wanted to be pushed.
Here it is from lowest to highest:
As high as an eel jumps out of the water
As high as a bass fish jumps out of the water
As high as a bluegill jumps out of the water
As high as a dolphin jumps out of the water
As high as a dragon flies

Why a Sister?!

Ethan loves his little sister.....sometimes a little too much! He likes to get right in her face and make goofy noises. I don't know why he does it all the time, because it's obvious that Olivia hates it. She always whines and pushes him away. Then I always have to say, "Ethan stay out of your sister's space. She doesn't like that."
One time after such an event, Ethan said, "Why does someone have to have a sister? Did I ask for a sister?"
A little surprised by that comment and wondering what he would say next, I responded, "Did you?"
He said, "No! I asked for a brother! You didn't give me a brother! You just gave me a sister! Why?!"
I think I said something like, "Well, I can't make that choice. God gave you a sister, and we love her, don't we."

Drunk Daddy

Ethan showed me one of his toy teacups and asked, "Hey Mom, is this wine?"
Josh and I don't drink wine, so wondering where he even heard of it, I said, "Wine? What's wine?"
Matter of factly he stated, "It's what you drink when you get drunk."
What!? How does he even know what drunk is? Staying calm, I asked, "Who do you know that drinks wine?"
"Dad."
"I don't think Dad drinks wine."
"Yes he does."
"When?"
"When he gets drunk?"
Josh claims he's innocent!

Self-Esteem Push!

Our swingset in the backyard has become the summer hot spot! I enjoy playing with the kids on it everyday, but there is a certain phrase that is getting really old, really fast.......push me! Now don't get me wrong, I enjoy pushing the kids on the swings. It's just the whiny way they say it sort of makes my ears ring a little. So I told them that every time they needed a push, all they had to say was you're SO pretty! Hey, might as well get a little self-esteem boost while I'm at it, right!?
Ethan decided he wanted to change it up. (maybe he doesn't think I'm pretty?) He started saying, "You're SO cool!" everytime he needed a push.
Wondering why he changed it and a little impressed that he thinks I'm cool, I said, "I'm cool? Thanks!"
He responded, "Yeah, you're cool like Daddy and me. You have super powers now!"

Ethan's Prayer

While we were playing outside yesterday afternoon, I saw Ethan and Maddie standing against the shed with their hands folded and their heads down. Ethan was leading them in prayer, "Thank you for watching over me at night and thank you for angels that watch over me at night and I wish I wish with all my heart to fly with dragons in the land of heart. Amen."
(For those of you who don't watch PBS kids, he ended his prayer with a quote from Dragon Tales. Except in Dragon Tales, they say, in the land a part, not in the land of heart. We've only watched the show a few times. I actually thought it was, the land of heart. But Josh, the Dragon Tales expert, informed us that we were saying it wrong.)

The Greatest Compliment!

I had a very fun day with the kids! We went to story time this morning at church. Then we met up with some friends in Ames, ate lunch at Jimmy John's, walked around the mall, played at their kiddyland, and visited a park near the mall until it started raining. This is how Ethan and I's conversation went on the way home:
"Mom, can we go to Dylan's house next?"
"No, Honey. He's not home."
"Well, where is he?"
"He's at day care."
"Well where's his mom and dad?"
"At work."
"Then who took him to day care?"
"His Mommy took him. Then she had to go to work."
"Then who's watching him?"
"The day care lady."
"Oh, I see."
"Do you wish you could go to day care?"
"No, I want you to stay with me and protect me and keep me from getting into trouble and help me not to crash into things when I walk around with my eyes closed."
Such a simple conversation, but so sweet! It feels so good to be wanted and needed. I LOVE MY JOB!

Creative Hair Styling

Shortly after Ethan woke up yesterday morning, he looked in the mirror at his bed head and said, "Look at my duck tail. I did it in my bed last night."
I was impressed with his creative, and somewhat accurate, way of describing his hair at that very moment!

Judging a Bear by Its Cover!

Ethan and I were playing with his stuffed animals a couple of days ago. He had a little bear in each hand. He held up one and said, "This one's more cuter." Then he handed me the other bear, and said, "You can take care of him."
Oh, so I get the ugly one?!