Quotables: Joshua
If the eyes are windows to the soul, I’m beginning to see prayers as the peephole to Joshua’s little id…
The other night Mari-Catherine was out being crafty, which left me and Joshua bacheloring it for a few hours (IE- eating all the junk food and watching Kung Fu Panda/Wall-E). Despite all the bonding we’d done, when it cam time to go to bed, I became the parental equivalent of chopped liver. “I want Mama to sleep with me.”
“Wha? C’mon, buddy. It’s me and you! Taking on bedtime Mano a Mano!”
“You can sleep with me tomorrow.”
“Mama’s not here.”
“I have an idea. We can wait for Mama and maybe she’ll be home.”
“She’s gonna be home late. It’s time to got to sleep, Joshua. We can sleep and then when she gets home maybe she’ll come in here.”
After a little soothing and pacification, Joshua relented in saying his prayers, where he quickly added, “Please help Mama to drive home safely. And please help us to sleep terrible until Mama comes home.”
Lately, we’ve found Joshua becoming occasionally distracted with Mari-Catherine’s… er… charms. Now before you get all creeped out with visions of Oedipus Rex, Joshua’s fascination is a more of an “I don’t have those, but you do” kind of thing. Or so I keep telling myself. Either way, Joshua is very concerned that they’re functioning when the new little one comes barreling into our family come May. On any given night, we can usually count on this request, “Please bless Mama’s boobies to make milk when the baby pops out.”
Today Joshua was hanging out with his cousin Isaac. The two were talking about Mari-Catherine and pregnancy. Isaac was explaining that Mari-Catherine was pregnant and is going to have a baby. Joshua quickly countered, “No, I changed my mind. We’re not having a baby, we’re having a bulldog.” Needless to say, Joshua’s been trying to convince me a bulldog would be a good idea. I’m not big on a poop machine roaming the house, so when I ask what Joshua would do with a bulldog, he answers, “I’ll go to the bulldog store and buy bulldog food. And we’d teach it to go poop on the toilet and I’d hold it so it could go poop.” Can’t beat that logic.
oh what sweet adorable innocence Joshua!!
maybe he can come teach my dogs how to poop on the toilet?