Out of the Mouths of {my} Babes

This morning, Kaylin shouted over the closing garage door as Mike and Ryan left for the bus stop...

Kaylin: "Have a good day, Daddy! Be a good example to your friends, Ryan! Remember to stand up for yourself if {best friend's name} says, 'I won't be your friend unless you do something for me.' See you after work, Daddy! See you after school, Ryan!"

Her words became faster and more desperate as the garage door lowered and she lost sight of Mike's car. She's such a mini-mama!

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While stripping the sheets off my bed...

Kaylin: "Mom? Did you pee in your bed last night?"
Me: "Um, nooooo..."
Kaylin: "Then why are you taking the sheets off?"

Apparently I need to explain that we need to wash sheets regularly, whether or not someone has had an accident.

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While at my mom's for a sleepover...

Ryan: "Grandma, my egg peed on my plate."
Grandma: "That's not pee, it's the yoke."
Kaylin: "Ew, I don't like yoga."

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Ryan's homework last week was to write a note to a friend in class and tell the person why he likes them. This was his note.

"Der Lily, I lik you because your cut and your nis." Oh boy, I'm in trouble already. Lily IS cute and she IS nice. If he's going to make a heart shaped card for a little girl in class, she is one of the few girls that are acceptable for this mama.

(Dear Lily, I like you because you're cute and you're nice.)

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Background: I'm cracking down on the kids coming out of their rooms 100 times after we put them to bed.

After our Bible study the other night, I come upstairs and here Kaylin's voice, clear as day, saying, "Mom?"

I looked around and didn't see her anywhere. Her door was closed, so I thought I was hearing things. About 30 seconds later, I hear it again: "Mom?"

I realized she was talking through the crack under her door. I opened the door and took one step in and noticed that the carpet I was standing on was very warm.

Me: "Kaylin? How long have you been laying on the floor by your door?"
(We put the kids to bed at 7:00 on Bible study nights and it was 9-something at this point.)
Kaylin: (smiling sheepishly) "I don't know. I didn't want to get in trouble, so I didn't open it. I'm hungry."
Me: "Were you peeking under the door this whole time, waiting for me to come up the stairs?"
Kaylin: "Yes, that way you could hear me say your name under the door."

At least I know she's taking me seriously when I tell her not to come out of her room unless there's an emergency!

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Ryan: "Daddy, I had a dream about you last night."
Mike: "Oh yeah? What was it about?"
Ryan: "Well, we were at the beach and I kept throwing you into the ocean. But you kept swimming back. So I kept throwing you back in. Then one time, you didn't come back out of the water. I think you gave up and died."
Mike: "Did you learn anything from the dream?"
Ryan: "Yeah - I need to listen and obey the first time. You told me not to keep throwing you in the water but I kept doing it. Then you finally gave up and stayed there."
Mike: "Did that make you sad?"
Ryan: "Yeah. I should have listened and obeyed."

Oh, the symbolism of dreams!!!

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This was Kaylin's prayer before breakfast yesterday. It lasted at least 2-3 minutes...it definitely gave the oatmeal plenty of time to cool off! I had to stifle my giggles at several points - it was so hilarious that I grabbed a pen afterward and wrote down as much of what she said as I could remember.

Kaylin: "Dear Jesus, thank you for making this breakfast and thank you for making the whole world. And thank you for Easter and all of the candy that I got to eat. And thank you for dying on the cross for our sins. And thank you for opening doors. (she says that all the time and I have no idea where or when she heard it) And thank you that Daddy and Ryan didn't have to go to work and school that early and thank you that Daddy and Ryan are eating with us. And help me to stop coughing and that Ryan doesn't get sick. And thank you that I'm wearing a dress." (pictured to the right - I told her she could wear anything she wanted because it wasn't a school day and she picked the fanciest dress in her closet with sparkly black shoes and a red and white heart headband)
Mike: "In Jesus' name..."
Kaylin: "But I'm not done."
Mike: "Honey, I need to hurry and eat so I can take Ryan to the bus stop on time."
Me: "If you have more things to pray about, you can pray to Jesus silently if you want."
Kaylin: "Okay...in Jesus name. Amen."

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Tuesday night around 9:00, I noticed that the upstairs bathroom light was on and Ryan's door was open. I called Ryan's name a few times and he didn't answer, so I went into his room to ask why he left his door open. (Mike and I were having a pretty heavy discussion downstairs and I was going to talk to him about keeping his door closed after lights-out.) He stumbled over his words a dozen times, "Um, I...um...(silence)...um, because I, um..." before I finally realized that he was dead asleep. I hadn't noticed that his head was at the foot of his bed when I went in.

The next morning, I went into the bathroom to throw away Jason's diaper and saw dried pee on the top lid of the closed toilet and pee all over the floor. He is SUCH a heavy sleeper! This is actually the first time he's gotten himself up to go to the bathroom before morning. We still walk him into the bathroom around 9-10...and he often stays asleep the whole time. I need to remember to leave the lid up so he doesn't pee all over the place again! (Wait...did he just train me to leave the toilet lid UP?!?!?)

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Kaylin: "Mom, when I get to heaven, I'm going to thank God for making my baby." (she calls Jason her baby)

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My sweet Jason was trying to put a toy in his mouth yesterday, but he doesn't yet have control over his arm movements, so he slammed the toy into his forehead. He looked shocked, but unharmed. It was a pretty hard toy, but I didn't think to replace it with something softer until he did it again and his bottom lip started to quiver. He looked at me helplessly, like, "What did you do THAT for???" I scooped him up before he started completely crying. Poor little buddy - he didn't know what hit him. Literally!