The WHAT fairy?

Last night we had growth group at our house. After dinner, Da Boy went to his room to play with the other kids, while us parents watched the first installment of the Truth Project with Dr. Del Tackett. All of a sudden we hear this amazingly loud crying. Tamy and I run to Da Boy's room, and find him curled up on his bed with his pillow over his head, screaming and crying. "I dot a BOO BOO!!!" After I finally got him calmed down, I look at said booboo and find a teeny, bleeding cut at the hairline above his right temple. Seems they were playing pirates and my son tripped and fell over a toy and crashed into his TV stand. With his head.

Not too big a deal, he was fine after a few minutes. They went back to playing, and we went back to our lesson. This morning, when Da Boy woke up, he ran into the kitchen calling me. I gave him a hug and asked how he slept.
Me: Hey baby! How are you? Did you sleep good?
Da Boy: Yeah... it's moring time.
Me: Yes it is! How's your head feel? (I brush my fingers over his scabbed cut)
Da Boy: "Oh! I woner wha her bring me!?"  He runs to his bedroom screaming "Come ON Mom!"
I follow him into his room, and watch with great confusion as he runs to his bed and rips the pillow away and stares at this mattress in dismay.
Da Boy: "Her din-n't bring me anyfing."
Me: "Her who?" I utter in total confusion.
Da Boy: Da Ooo Airy
Me: The Tooth Fairy? No, hunny that was for Justice.. she lost a tooth. The tooth fairy only comes if you lose a tooth, baby.
Da Boy: "Oh.... " (He starts feeling his teeth with his tongue.) "I has one teef gone"
Me: "No you don't, they're all there" I say as I peer into his mouth.
Da Boy: "Awwight. I can had cereal?"

So, we go back to the kitchen, I get him some cereal and set him up at the table. He's eating his breakfast and all of a sudden he comes running up to me and grabs my arm.
Da Boy: Mommy!! Mom!
Me: "What babe, what's up? Are you ok?" I ask, looking for blood
Da Boy: Yeah I awwight.
Me: What is it then?
Da Boy: It not da Too Airy! It BooBoo Airy! Her gone bring me esen (present) and made my boo-boo alllllllll bet-er!
Me: Umm... did the kids tell you that last night?
Da Boy: "Uh-huh yeah" he says, nodding eagerly
Me: Oh crap "Well, I'm sure she was really busy last night, Baby, she's probably just running late... we'll check again after your nap today ok?"
Da Boy: Awwight!!
He runs back to his chair and continues eating his cereal with a smile.

Piss Ear!

LOL I can't even type that without laughing. It is normally "Wordless Wednesday" but today I have something a little different, although none the less special!

A video of Da Boy performing his magic trick - making a coin disappear. Isn't that awesome?  It's even more awesome because he can't say "disappear" he says "piss ear!" Keep in mind that he leaves off a lot of sounds, but always includes his vowels.  squee

Root Nacks

This morning, just like every other morning, Da Boy asked for "root nacks". He loves his fruit snacks... any brand will do, but he likes the walmart generic ones the best (they have smiley faces!) So I was checking my facebook, and chatting with Loue, when Da Boy asked if I'd take a picture of his fruit snacks. So, yeah ok, why not? I grab the camera and here we go...

 

Fruit Snacks!

I wan dis one! 

And after the purple one he went for the red one, I shot this pic, and went back to the computer to load the pics. I hear him run down the hall. Then silence.

Then...

a gigantic sneeze!

"Mom!! I need a nakin!" 

I grab a napkin and run for it, he's standing in the hall with one hand over his nose and mouth. I look closer and there's red gummy bits of fruit snack on my wall, my carpet, and my son's face. I hand him the napkin and go back for the camera. 

  

You see that spot on the carpet? Yeeeaaaahh. Snot and fruit snack.  *shudders* 

Da Boy's Choice

Today I've decided to let Da Boy choose my blog post for the day. He wanted to blog about his balls. You laugh, but I'm serious. Da Boy collects two things -  Hot Wheels cars and balls. Balls of all sizes, materials, and colors. He loves them, he cherishes them, and he's very proud of his balls.

Me: Hey Babe, you wanna help Mommy work today?
Da Boy: Yeah.
Me: Mommy has to write a story - what should we write about today?
Da Boy: I know!! My balls.
Me: (blink blink) Excuse me?
Da Boy: My bally balls!
Me: Oh, hummm, yeah ok, why not?
Da Boy: Cuz I want to.
Me: (snort, giggle) Sounds good babe. Tell me about your balls.
Da Boy: Awwight.



5 Questions About Da Boy's Ball Collection:

1. Which ball is your favorite?

I wike my miwy ace ball. (smiley face ball)

2. What's your favorite game with a ball?
I wike Bally ball game!

3. How do you play bally ball game?
I can do it with orange ballies. You do it wike this:
He takes 2 orange Nerf balls and throws them in the air and dances and jumps until they fall and stop rolling.

4. How many balls do you think you have?
Um. I have one in my hand... (he runs away, comes back with 4 blue plastic golf balls) Wook! 1, 2, 3, 4!

5. How many balls do you wish you had?
I wish I can had 2 more (he thrusts two fingers 1/2 an inch from my eyes.)

Me: Thank you Da Boy for letting me ask you about your balls today.
Da Boy: Your welcome, hey Mommy? Can I ask you some westions?






5 questions with Mama: (after asking me about balls, I told him I don't collect balls, but I do collect perfume bottles) Yes, I let him type his questions.

1. t7uigtgu556i60665i6i5855ifti What your Aarate perume bowwle? (favorite perfume bottle)
My favorite is my butterfly jeweled bottle.

2. e-t5-656666960rrr06-5polt;lssgggitopw;;;y;;l How many you got?
I have 8 all together.

(See Loue - I fixed Tink!)


3. agsetftrtryeyruukgirgiut  Which one mell da bess?
I think the 'Fancy' perfume by Jessica Simpson smells the best. (That's the orange one in the back, rightside of the pic above)

4. jityyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyfttytyufyuyjhjfughfrhhhhhhhryfftgff  Is dere one you wike to had for mommy?
Yes there is. I would like to have the 'Princess' by Vera Wang.

5. ffffffffffffffffffffffffffyt (he stops typing,looks over and whispers at me) I don't had anymore westions. It you turn. You had anymore westions?

Me. No, actually I don't.
Da Boy: Mayee Daddy do.
He gets up and walks away. End of interviews.

My son

Joshua. He's the light in my life, the only thing that has held me together since the very first moment I saw him. That was 3 and 1/2 years ago. He was big for a newborn, but tiny in my arms. I'll never forget the bruises on his face from his journey to this world. His pain was mine, and I cried along with him in those first few moments. Now, as I watch him putting a puzzle together I am reminded of his first day. The look of fierce determination on his face now, is the exact same look I saw as he tried to 'latch on' for the first time. God how I love this child. My favorite picture from that very first day...



His foot was the exact length of my fore finger on my left hand. I'll never forget that. Now it's as long as my entire hand. I can hardly believe he'll be 4 this year, yet sometimes he looks at me and I feel like I've known him all of my life. There is an understanding there, an insight that he has... he knows me. Unconditional love. That is what I have for him - but more... that is what we share.