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Name: Julie
State: Texas
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Interests: hanging out with my baby boys (one not so baby anymore), sewing, crafting,scrapping
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Thursday, October 01, 2009

On one hot day, I told Noah, "Man, I can't wait to get home so I can strip down and run naked through the house." Noah replied, "Mom, that's really inappropriate." I laughed and then he said, "I'm serious. Really inappropriate."


Saturday, September 19, 2009

Nicholas asked me: Mom, if I ever decided to stop sleeping with my [stuffed] animals , would you be mad?
Me: No. I wouldn't be mad. If you think that time is coming, just let me know and I'll put your animals away.
Do you think you're ready?
Nicholas: No. I was just wondering. I probably won't do it until I'm 11 or something.

But I've already noticed that there are less and less stuffed animals in his bed. And when he goes to spend the night at his grandparents house, he only brings one vs. the forty gazillion he used to take.

I know he's got to grow up sometime. But it makes me really sad.


Thursday, September 17, 2009

Nicholas asked Noah: Do you know where you come from? Where you were born?
Noah: No.
Nicholas: You came from inside Mommy's tummy. Can you believe that? You were inside there.
Me: That's not where he's from. He's from Houston, TX.
Nick to me: I don't mean that Mom. I mean internationally where is he from. He's from your tummy.



Tuesday, June 02, 2009

We need a pet frog.

Noah saw a big horse fly sitting by the TV. He took his lightsaber and said, "I'm going to kill this bug." I said, "Really? With your brand new lightsaber? Why not something a bit bigger?" So he ran and got one of Dave's shoes. Then he ran around trying to swat it with the shoe. He didn't get it.

Afterwards, he said, "We should get a pet frog. Better it can eat all the flies."


Monday, March 09, 2009

During Noah's Parent/Teacher Conference, the teacher told us that children use the same part of their brain to read as they do to skip. After Noah got home, I asked him to skip for me. He did an awkward gallop and almost fell over.

During reading lesson that week I told him he had to listen carefully to the story because it would tell us what would be in the picture. He misunderstood me and leaned in one ear to the book to see if the book was saying anything.

Then last week he read: It can sit and eat. And there was a flash of recognition in his eyes. He looked at me and said in surprise, "Mom! It can sit and eat!"

Yesterday at a meeting at our church office, Noah skipped back and forth through the room with no effort at all.



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