The things he says

Lately Max & I have been having some funny conversations.  He is really "thinking" about things and frankly, the way he says them is pretty funny.  I know everyone is amused by their own children but some of these I'm just going to have to share with y'all.

Yesterday on the way home from church:

Max: Why didn't you name me Jack?

Me: Because I like the name Max better.

Max: Well, I like Jack better.

Me: Well, when you have a son, you can name him Jack.

Max: What would my name be then?

Me: Your name would still be Max.

Max: (Outraged) WHY WOULD'NT HE CALL ME DAD?!?!?!

I don't know how I'm supposed to keep a straight face. He's completely serious!  Yes, Honey, He'll probably call you Dad, but your name will still be Max!

Earlier in the week, he was dancing around the living room naked.

Me: Max go put some clothes on. You are too old to run around the house naked.

Max: I'm not naked. I'm wearing socks!!

Again. He's not being sarcastic. He's dead serious. And he was wearing socks.  How am I supposed to argue with that?

And one of my all time favorites...

After telling him to do something that he didn't want to do.

Max: You'd better be nicer to me or I'm going to tell my (stuffed) dog not to protect you when the aliens come.

The Gift of Prophesy

In the car today Max announced to Nate:

"Nate when I was the same age as you I ate a hot dog from there (pointing to a local restaurant) and puked!"

Nate tried to explain to Max that:

A. Max is younger than him;

B. The Story that Max was telling did actually happen to Nate a few months ago.

But Max was insistent that when he was the same age as Nate he ate a hot dog and threw up. I guess the only explanation is that Max has the gift of prophsey.

What's in your food?

I love the conversations we have in the car. Here's tonight's:

After our discussion about what a Chai Tea Latte is made of,

Nate: Do you notice how some food, the name of it tells you what it is, like, Chai Tea Latte, but some food doesn't, like Chicken.

Me: Huh?!?

Nate: Yeah, cuz you don't really know what the chicken was eating. Like, maybe the farmer spilled his Chai Tea Latte.

I think Nate just liked saying Chai Tea Latte. Thanks to Biggby for the free drinks and the fun conversation. (If you are reading this tonight, don't forget to print your free drink coupon at Biggby and get over there for your own Chai Tea Latte.)

Dance High

Kaylee's dance recital tonight was amazing! It was one of the best I've seen from our studio- and I may be a little biased but Kaylee was outstanding tonight too. I've really seen so much improvement in her this year.

Tonight several of Kaylee's friends attended the performance and the way they praised her after the show made her glow (no it wasn't just sweat) and made my heart sing. No matter how many times your Mom says you are a beautiful dancer, it means so much more coming from your 16 year old friend.

Thanks for being there, Meagan, Danielle, Morgan Sam & Gabby!! (And thanks Andy for driving them!)

On the way home, Morgan rode with us. The whole dance thing was new to her and she was surprised to learn that Kaylee's been doing this every night this week and still has another performance tomorrow. Morgan wanted to know the difference between dress rehersal & performances.

Here's how Kaylee summed it up- "dress rehersal is just exactly the same as what you saw except the teachers yell at you while you are doing it." Interesting perspective.

Another interesting perspective- Morgan said she wasn't sure she wanted to spend the night with Kaylee tonight because she thought that Kaylee would be tired from the performance. She confided that to Danielle (also a beautiful dancer) and Danielle said- "oh don't worry about that- she'll be on a dance high- you'll have a hard time getting any sleep tonight."

So true. I didn't even dance and here I am up after 11:30pm to tell you about it.

Friday night update: Tonights performance was just as good. Kaylee wasn't feeling well all day but she put her heart into her dancing and it was great. Tonight Grandpa & Grandma and Kirby & Her Mom, Lisa came to support Kaylee:

All I want for Christmas

Here's another bit of car conversation .

Kaylee: "I'd like a digital camera for Christmas"

Nate: "I'd like a lock on my door."

Kaylee: "No way. I asked for that last year- they won't do it."

Nate: "Why not?"

Kaylee: "We don't lock each other out, no matter how much we'd like to."

Some of you, who know don't know me well, might be wondering why we were having a conversation about Christmas presents at all. I'm a big planner. I buy presents all year long- usually as I find something on clearance. I've been doing a bit of clearance shopping lately so Kaylee is wise to get her request in now.

Two things about this conversation struck me. First, Nate is making this request way earlier than Kaylee did. Interesting. I wonder if its a boy thing or a birth order thing or what. I think Nate actually wants to lock Max out but not not completely sure. Second, I'm also glad Kaylee "gets" the lock thing. I don't have a problem giving the kids privacy. I think they have a right to expect it. But we don't lock each other out of our lives- no matter how much we'd like to.

It all starts with one

I have this beautiful Friday off of work, so of course, its time to go garage sale-ing! Hooray!! All the kids wanted to go, too. I love riding in the car with my kids- its the best place for conversation- something about them being strapped down, I guess.

Here's a little bit of our conversation:

Nate: "Hey Mama, guess what?"

Me: "What?"

Nate: "I've got a hair on my chin"

Me: (looking in the rear view mirror, expecting to see a sticky face) "Really?"

Nate: "Yeah, just one. But you know- it all starts with one."