I thought I would take the time to share some really funny conversations I've had with Carter lately. Yes, I think they are hilarious and I want you to get a good chuckle too while reading them. But mostly, this is my way of documenting these things that I fail to write down. My virtual baby book I suppose.
Where do you live?
Last night at the dinner table I thought I'd quiz Carter and teach him our street address. A good thing to know in case he's lost - plus the kid can memorize all the verses to a song after hearing just twice so why not have him memorize our address. Anyways, I spend atleast 20 minutes back and forth with him, repeating our house number and street. He's repeating it beautifully. I tell him this is what you say when someone needs to know where your house is. I decide to quiz him after this very long repetition back and forth to check my teaching success,
"So Carter," I say, "Where do you live?"
"China." Carter answers. Without hesitation, just like that.
... We'll keep working on that one.
Claus
Time to cut Carter's fingernails and toenails. He wasn't particulary crazy about this plan. So I gave him a little treat to munch on and tried to distract him quickly with getting into a story.
"Wow, Carter," I say while trying to snip away, "We sure do need to cut these nails. They are like CLAWS!"
Carter looks a tad puzzled but its getting his attention so the plan is succeeding.
"Carter, who else has claws?" I ask, thinking he'd tell me a ferocious animal that I could then tell a story about.
Carter answers, "Santa . . . right?!"
Um, sorta : )
I absolutely love his working little vocabulary mind these days. He's using the word "seriously" quite a bit lately. Telling Phill the other night that he could go . . . "seriously Daddy, you can go."
I feel like I am with an adult for brief moments throughout the day sometimes. Like today, Carter walks outside in the sunshine to play cars with me on the deck and says, "Oh Mom, it's just a lovely day today isn't it?" This was of course followed by a screaming fit just 2 short minutes later because his matchbox car went through the crack off the deck. (Like I said, the adult moments are brief . . . but still lovely) And I can always learn alot from him too I think - especially his genuine childlike faith.
For instance, Kelsey started crawling towards the stairs (going down) at my parents house today. I rush over and scoop her up saying, "no no Kelsey, those are scarey stairs!"
Carter quickly adds, "Yes, but Mommy, God will always take care of her."
True Carter, very true! (And I think God gave us baby gates to help take care of her!)
