Life before 2008 11 Oct 2005 08:36 am
Conversatations with Wheaton
While I made breakfast this morning, poached eggs and cheese on toast, Wheat was the table coloring. It was a pirate and he stopped every couple of minutes to get me to see how well he was doing.
“See Momma?”
“Yes, I see. Very nice.”
“Well, it’s a pirate. I better give this one to Daddy and not you.”
“Okay” said I. “You can color something different for me later.”
“Yeah…’cause I love him. More than you but I love GOD (said “gawd”) the BEST.”
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Later on the couch, Rowan was hooked up to the pump, filling his tank, and Wheaton reached his foot over to stroke his head with his toes.
“Don’t do that while he’s getting his milk okay?”
“Momma? Who growed you?” he asked.
“Grandma did!”
“Oh. She had babies?”
“Yes…..”
“Well, and you growed me and baby-Rowey and Andrew and Celia and Clara and Daddy?”
“No. Nana grew Daddy.” I said.
“I thought Papa growed Daddy! But boys can’t grow babies! But Celia will. Will she grow another girl like her or a boy like Rowey?”
“I don’t know” (said chewing my lip, trying not to laugh).
“Who grew the lamp?”
“No one” I said. “Someone built that lamp.”
“Oh yeah…but God grew the plants right? ‘Cause God is inside us and everywhere and he helps us do stuff but he’s INVISIBLE! I think I’m going to chase after Andrew and Celia.”
And off he went. It’s so neat to see how his mind works. Five is such a fun, fun age.
on 11 Oct 2005 at 9:21 am 1.Gina said …
Aw!!! What a cutie pie! I wish I had written the cute things Tyler used to say.
on 11 Oct 2005 at 10:23 am 2.Gigi said …
He sure has grown-it will be good to see him at Thanksgiving