A couple Noah-isms

Sarah moved up to Noah's class at CBS this fall, so I was telling Noah that he would have to show her the ropes and help her out on the first day of class as much as he could.  On the way there, he said to her, "Ok, Sarah. I'm going to tell you the ropes. First, you check the box next to your name and pick up your name tag..."
Sarah interrupted with, "What are you talking about?  What ropes?"

Another day, Noah and his buddy Andrew were comparing baseball gloves and trying to determine whose was the best.  (What is it with males that they're always doing that?)  Andrew pointed out some pocket on his that Noah's didn't have.  Noah pointed to the words "genuine leather" printed on his and said, "Well...yeah, but mine is gourmet leather."

Both kids made me laugh today...

Sarah saw the remains of dead bunny fur in the garage from Jason's kill, and she yelled, "Hey Mom!  There's raccoon feathers in the garage!"

Noah and I were at a garage sale.  I picked up a Cardinals mug, thinking about buying it for my nephews who are Cardinals fans.  My extreme-Cub-fan-son blurted out, "Don't you dare think about putting that thing in our house!" which sent all the other shoppers into fits of laughter. 

Swimming in chocolate milk

I took Sarah to Kroger.  She asked me if she could get chocolate milk.  I said no.  Then she said, "Wouldn't it be awesome if I could swim in a pool of chocolate milk with my mouth wide open?"

Deuteronomy 31

Moses had an apparently pointless job.  He was to teach the Israelites God's laws and encourage them to obey, all the while knowing that they wouldn't.  How discouraging!  But Moses wasn't discouraged.  He faithfully obeyed and did his best.  Although the Israelites failed, future generations (even we) benefited, because now we have God's laws written down for us.  When my job seems hopeless, I'll try to remember that.

Sarah's favorite things

Sarah was singing a Sound of Music song this morning and made it her own:

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,
Brown paper packages filled up with ice cream,
These are a few of my favorite things!

Frog jockey

Noah gave this to me and explained that the frog was a jockey riding the lizard. I love little boys!
Which reminds me...We went for a bike ride tonight after the rain.  I was carefully steering around the puddles, but he made a special effort to ride through the biggest puddle on the street.  It was so much fun that he turned around to do it again, but he turned too sharply and crashed in the middle of the street.  As he came up smiling, shirt all splattered with muddy water, and blood dripping down his knee, I thought, "I really love that kid."

Blunt Sarah-isms

We were on vacation and taking the kids to a beach.  There were parking meters all around, so we were driving around trying to find a free place to park.  We finally found a side street a few blocks away.  Sarah was not happy about the delay or the walking, and she piped up from the back seat:  "Just suck it up and pay!"

Mike was holding her and trying to snuggle with her, although she is not a snuggler. She was squirming and squealing and trying to get away.  All the while, I was reading an article to Mike about cherishing the time while his girl is little, because before he knows it he'll be walking her down the aisle.  Finally, Sarah broke free and said, "Stop cherishing the moment, Dad!"