Sweet Boy#3–Talking to The Hunky Hubby–“I love you, but is that the hand with the gooey stuff?”–The Hunky Hubby smashed his hand while hauling gravel and it bled some and was “gooey”.
Sweet Boy#3 defines love–“Kisses and hugs make love…and patting.” He gives me a little hug and pats my back.
I make Sweet Boy#3 a snack with a blob of peanut butter in the middle of a plate and apple slices fanned around the edge. I begin to sprinkle a bit of sugar on top when I am stopped by an agonized shout–“No! You can’t put sugar on my peanut butter when I have a hot tummy!!!”
Sweet Boy#3–“Dear God, thank you for Momma, she always kisses my owies, snuggles me, hugs me…” a long pause occurs before he continues…”and she’s very nice, Amen!”
Sweet Boy#3–Is finally able to play the phonics game Lexia on our computer. In celebration he spends some time singing “Here comes Lexia, Here comes Lexia…” to the tune of “Here comes Santa Clause”, only louder.