Lots of Laughs

Honestly, I could probably put in entries every other day with the funny things this kid says!  Truly, these little blurbs may not amuse any of you who are reading this, but it does me and I’m mainly typing this so I can remember raising my kids…..  So, somehow or another, this little Scoots has learned to schmooze.  It’s trouble!  The other day (and ever since then in different variations), Scott said to me, “Mom, can I play a game on your new phone because you’re pretty?”  To which he accompanies it with a huge grin and bats his beautiful green eyes!  Then, a few days later, I had to run to the bank, and the teller asked if she could give us suckers for the kids.  As I am passing them out, Scott then says, “That lady at the bank is hot.”  I’m thinking, oh boy, this because she gives him something….so, I ask “What do you mean?”  To which he replies with a giggle and somewhat inquisitively, “She’s really warm?”  I think someone’s been listening to other people say things and he doesn’t fully get what he is saying!  So funny!

Scott has a buddy on our street named Luke.  He recently made another friend with the same name that lives up the street the other direction, which he has affectionately renamed “New Luke.”  Well, Scott and New Luke seem to have hit it off and they are sweet and have held hands or hugged.  They are only 4!  Gavin comes in, furrowed brow and hands flailing in reaction saying to me, “Mom, they’re hugging a lot!  It’s starting to get annoying!”  I had to explain to Gavs how Scott is still so sweet and little and that this is what little people do; that it’s innocent.  Gavin was quick to jump in after that explanation with, “Well, it’s annoying.” 

Last but not least, in the car, as we were running errands, Scott randomly says to me as he tries to make a tune, “Mom, do you know that song Sweet Home Obama?”  Such a laugh!  I said, “Do you mean ‘Sweet Home Alabama?”  To which Scott giggles and says “No, Sweet Home Obama!”  After that processed a few minutes, he started up again out of the blue and asked, “Mom, where’s my princess?”  I have always told my boys that when they get older they will marry a Princess in the temple forever.  So, this is what he was referencing.  Having learned from previous experience, seldom can I come up with an answer that will satisfy them.  Knowing this, my kids will keep bugging me until I give them the answer they are looking for, so I bypassed it with, “Oh, I don’t know.  Where do you think she is?”  He sat there a minute processing it and said, “I think she is in a castle far away with a good knight.”  I then told him, “That’s the trick Scott.  You have to grow up big and strong and be a good boy so you can go try to find her and get married.”  I said, “Maybe you’re the good knight?”  He smiled, and quickly I jumped in with “Nah, I think you’re the Prince!”  He just smiled and  thought about that.

I love my boys.