Thursday, February 26, 2009
Berenisms (the pic is from when he was 3; don't panic)
PAINFUL HONESTY
On the way into the house after school I had several bags of groceries in my hands and also the keys. Beren tried to take the keys from me to open the door, but I declined because it takes him forever:
"Thank you Beren, that's very nice of you, but I think I'd rather open it myself."
"I wasn't doing it to be helpful, Mom," he informed me coldly. "I just want to get into the darn house."
"Oh."
CAN I GET A SIDE OF SURGURY WITH THAT?
This morning Beren was playing a game on the computer called "Microbe Combat" which sparked a discussion about diseases and how our body fights them. Eventually, the the topic of vacinations came up.
Mom: So that's why I take you to get shots. To let your body have a chance to develop a weapon against serious illnesses before it has to send its white blood cell soldiers to fight those germs for real."
Beren: Well, I get it, but I don't like shots at all. If you're gonna take me to the doctor, I want surgury. Like when I broke my arm. They let me have a popsickle that night in the hospital. You know, I kind of like medical places!
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How are you gonna keep up with that boy as he gets older? What a whiz kid!
ReplyDeletelol! That was kinda like Jacob - even though when we took him in for stitches on his lip a few weeks back and they had to stitch it (with only a local,by the way), he was still wanting to go back to the hospital when his ear was hurting two weeks later.
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