"Daddy! Daddy! My penis is stuck in my car seat!"
(It really wasn't.)
"Put me down or suffer the consequences!"
(Said while he was being unwillingly carried to bed.)
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she's elizabeth. he's joel. the 6-year old is annie. the 3-year old is jonah. the baby is zeke. elizabeth likes books, movies, cappuccinos, michigan football, birthdays, chianti, girlfriends, and lots of sleep. the latter of which she has been sadly deprived of for six years. which is okay. joel likes books, movies, lots of coffee, chelsea football (of the english variety), days off, his bike, and sleep, which he has also been deprived of. he's also okay with it. annie likes reading, art, writing, nail polish, barbies and hot cocoa. jonah likes soccer, music, dancing, light sabers, books, milk and not sleeping. zeke likes milk, sleeping, being held and looking at faces. we live on an island. we travel. we play. we follow jesus.
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1 comment:
I put off calling a penis by name till just a few months ago with my Jonah who's now 5. As soon as he heard it, that's all he talked about for days in a sing songy voice. I haven't called it a penis since, it's simply called "where your potty comes out". We'll try again in another year...
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