Berenisms part 347

Things I never thought my six year old would say
"Daddy, will you help me get a wife?"
(I found out later that he meant to acquire one in a video game he and my husband were both playing. It was a game about farming and the farmers have to find wives to help them on their farm if they are to progress to the next level)

Questions, Questions,Questions . . .When he was 3 Beren asked me questions I could answer, like "Why does he grass grow back when we cut it?" and "How come kitty has fur and we don't?" Now that he is 6 I get things like this questions which he laid on me this morning in the car:
"Mom, what is the difference between FedEx Ground, FedEx, and FedEx Kinkos?"

Beren Vocabulary

My intent wasn't for this blog to be exclusively about Beren, but I have no choice but to give you yet another Beren update. He is using words like debris and original (et cetera) correctly in sentences without prompting. I don't even use the word debris. Let alone correctly.

Captain "Beroni" and the Title of Liberty!

Beren was gravely disappointed that he is still not old enough (you have to be 8) to qualify for Eric's company's "Take you child to work" day. To soothe his feelings I told him he could go to work (seminary) with me some morning if he wantd to. He loved the idea, and didn't even mind getting up early.
Natually, I enlisted him for help with the lesson. He was brilliant! It gave me a faint hope that I may someday be watching him perform in plays instead of competing in chess club. (My genes have got to be in there somewhere, right?)
Anyway, here he is in the head-lining role of "Captain Moroni." He acted out the whole story while the class listened to it on a tape.