Luke was home late last night because he had a back to school function. As a mother I love these things.... but as a wife I despise these events. Call me selfish. I want him all to myself!
Anywho....it came time to prepare dinner and I never miss an opportunity to tease the boys. I love hearing them "coke and joke" (as Grandpa Baer calls it) and laugh with each other.
Mama: "What would you like for dinner? Daddy won't be home until later."
Sawyer: "What are our choices?"
Mama: "Eggs and Toast...or poo poo nuggets."
Sawyer: "Eeeeeeeeewwwwwwww. I want eggs and toast."
Simon: "Yum...I want eggs and toast."
So, I slave away in the kitchen making PB toast and scrambled eggs. We all sit down to the table and eat. I decide to try and engage them in a little conversation to get them going.
Mama: "So, when you get married, will your wife have yellow hair or dark hair like mama"s?
They giggle and I get these strange looks as they peer at me and then each other.
Sawyer: "Awwww Maaaaan! .....Lello hair." (I chuckle because I love the way he say yellow)
Simon: Points to me and says "Hair like mama."
Mama: "Are you going to have a fat wife or a skinny wife?"
Sawyer: "Awwww Maaaaan! He mumbles "I'm not having a fat wife..."
Simon: "I'm not having a fat wife
Sawyer: "Changes his mind and says "Fat wife!"
Mama: "Is your wife going to be tall or short?"
Sawyer: "Tall... like all the way up to Jesus? (This make me laugh)
Mama: "No... no one is that tall. I mean tall like mama.
Sawyer: "But I am little."
Mama: "You are not going to be small when you get married. You will be big like papa."
Simon begins to get very quiet and I all ready know what Peter Pan is thinking.
Mama: "Is your wife going to make you cinnamon rolls and Friendship bread like mama makes? Or are you going to learn how to make it from mama and make it for your wife?"
Sawyer: "Awwww Maaaaan! She is going to make it for me!
Simon: "I am not getting married. Daddy told me I don't have to grow up."
Mama: "How are you going to stop from growing up?"
Simon: Thinks about it for a few seconds and says "I know...I'm not going to have anymore birthdays!"
Mama: Thinking to myself, "I don't think thats going to work. Hmmmm..."
Mama: "If you don't get married who is going to take care of you?"
Sawyer: Points to mama
Simon: "You are."
Sawyer: "How about Daddy takes care of you, you take care of me, and I will take care of Bubba."
Mama: Laughs...and laughs.... It all makes perfect sense.
Looks like my bugs are going to be with me for a long, long time! :)
Friday, August 29, 2008
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That Stop Wasn't On My Itinerary....
So the Hogue's made it to Florida for our first official family vacation. It was Sawyer's first plane ride....and Simon's first plane ride that he can remember. We were excited....the boys were stoked. We had everything we needed! But it seems that Sawyer packed something with him that wasn't on our checklist: a big case of pneumonia. Yes, the little fella made it almost one whole day in Florida before he started heading downhill fast. Our 2nd day in Orlando we were in the Urgent Care south of Cocoa Beach. (By the way, to see a doctor more quickly, it helps if you vomit all over the waiting room in front of the receptionist. Little tip for ya) After chest x-rays they advised us to head to the ER in Melbourne, where they eventually admitted him to the hospital. So, we had 3 night deluxe accommadations at the Holmes Regional Medical Center. The little whipper snapper was a trooper though! The nurses loved him, thankfully, and made us all feel right at home. We were going to send postcards out with pictures of the hospital since we spent 40% of our trip there...but they didn't have any. Imagine that!Hmmm.....maybe its something they should consider.
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