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At bedtime we looked at Josh's prayer calendar, which reminded us that on Mondays he prays for Sam. I said, "What do you want to tell God about Sam?"

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So...I hope God knows what to do with that prayer. smile emoticon

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Josh said, "Hmm." After a moment, he said, "Stars. Stars and Mars. Sam in stars and Mars. Sam all alone. He'll be LONELY."

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Per usual, the four-year-old nephew is in motion!

Thanksgiving at Aunt Amy's

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So often people claim something is ironic when it isn't, so I thought I'd share this lovely example of actual irony:

Older Child almost missed the school bus this morning because he couldn't find his boots, which it turned out were already on the bus because he left them there yesterday.

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Took Josh to our pediatrician today to check out why he hasn't been hearing well lately. The last thing the doctor did was take out a particular instrument and explain to Josh, "This is going to sound a little like a kitty purring in your ear."

Naturally, on the way home, Josh asks me, "Mom? Why is there a kitty in my ear?"

Fair enough.

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Many major artists go through a glitter glue period.

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Josh was working with glitter glue at the kitchen island while I was shaping oatmeal dough into loaves, and for just a second I thought, "Wouldn't it be pretty if..."

But no. I resisted.

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Josh came down to breakfast this morning and announced that he was making his own bed and I wasn't allowed to go see until he was done, and it was going to take a very long time. After a few minutes, he returned and said proudly that he was ready to show me his made bed.

Here it is.

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Me: Josh, you drew a beautiful S. Did you know Sssusan starts with S? And sssilly starts with S. And sssnake. Can you think of other animals that start with S?
Josh: Reindeer!

Oh well. Moving on to the letter G...

Me: What animals start with G? G can sound like J... I can think of an animal that starts with the "j" sound and it's very tall, and has a very long neck, and brown spots...
Josh: Oh! A dinosaur!

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Well...this was touching. It started when Josh explained that he got to ring the clean-up bell at Montessori this morning.

Me: My mom - that's your Grandma Ellen - she used to have a beautiful collection of bells. You never knew her because she died a long time ago.
Josh: She's GONE now?
Me: Yes, but she's with God.
[pause]
Josh: I want to see her skeleton bones.

This led to an explanation of how, once someone is dead and buried, society frowns on digging them up again...

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Sam's lucky day. I took him in to the doctor for a strep test, and some company is working on a new quick strep test. So Sam got $20 for getting his throat swabbed, which was going to happen anyway.

I told him, " This is the easiest money you'll ever make."

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So fun yesterday when Josh and a friend were poring over Big Brother Sam's monster books.

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Josh saw the construction site exhibit at the Science Museum today and now he says he wants a toy project manager.

???

Maybe we'll also get him a toy accountant while we're at it.

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Heads up, Ruth and Paul: Josh just dictated a letter for me to send you explaining our travel plans. He says something about loving you so much he wants to steal your heads and eat them.

Now, we could go back and forth on who said what grisly thing to whom, but the point is, he loves you and can't wait to see you. So please take the awful little lovable letter in the spirit in which it was written.

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Today's abomination against nature: Sweetarts tucked inside a pink 3 Musketeers.

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The thing about nine-year-old boys doing their homework on a computer: they love the fonts. They pay a crazy lot of attention to the fonts.

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Josh, pushing a boat of dinosaurs around in the bathtub: This is all the animals in Noah's Ark, but no Noah.
Me: No Noah? Why not?
Josh: They STOLE it.
Me: The animals did? How did they do that?
Josh: Noah was out walking. The animals were running and they got there first.

Crafty animals.

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Josh's latest Halloween candy crime against nature: a mini Three Musketeers bar wrapped in a fruit roll up. It's hard to describe how disturbing I find this.

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I have to say, tonight's discussion of cannibalism has made for the liveliest family dinner we've had in awhile.

But I'm realizing too late that Josh might say some dubious things at Montessori tomorrow, and they won't realize it all sprang from some homework Sam brought home on what things are taboo.

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I told Josh he did something very well today (I don't recall what), and he said, "Mom, you're very politeful." Nicest thing anyone's said to me in awhile.smile emoticon***