I decided that a break in the hospital drama posts was necessary and have opted, instead, to share (and make sure I remember) some of the fabulous things that Preston has said lately.
June 3, 2010
He had to have blood drawn for allergy testing. He shed just one tear and informed everyone in the office that he "was super brave like Gracie."
June 25, 2010
Preston to John... "Daddy, I have good news and bad news."
John asked, "What's the good news?"
He replied, "Boobies!"
With a straight face (though I am sure he was beaming with pride inside) John then asked, "What's the bad news?"
He responded with "I Pooped."
There is no question... he's John's son!!
July 10, 2010
It's official. Preston has entered some realm of manhood... he has been peeing all over the backyard (despite my protests) AND he opened a jar of salsa for me! Shocked when I heard the lid to the salsa jar pop, I said, "Thank you, Bubba! You're very strong!" He says while grunting and showing his muscles, "Yes, Mama. I am super strong like Daddy and Papa. I eat my blasters."
("Blasters" are vegetables and fruit. Toy Story inspired, "blasters" make you grow big and strong so you can go "to infinity and beyond!" At dinner, we have a little contest to see who can eat the most blasters... whoever wins will be the strongest for the night! Winning and being the strongest are important to him... and vegetable consumption is important for us, so it's a perfect way to motivate him!)
July 20, 2010
John took Preston to the Discovery Science Museum where there currently is a "Grossology" exhibit. One of the interactive displays is a "jungle gym" where kids can climb up the esophagus, through the stomach and slide out the rectum! After that, John and I did a shift change at the hospital and I took our boy home.
In the car, when I asked him what he did at the museum, he said, "I see the inside of a tummy ache like Gracie's."
That boy is somethin' else.
July 20, 2010
Home with Preston overnight for the first time since Friday... he climbs on my lap and says, "Mama, I have something tell you: I miss Gracie. I sad 'bout it all the time."
Sigh. My nose tingled as I blinked back tears.
July 21, 2010
He informed John: "I am a genius."
He also indicated he wanted "to go in a rectum again."
And that just sounds gross, but makes me laugh nonetheless.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
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2 comments:
Love your sweet boy!
Hahaha what a cute boy! We just did the Grossology exhibit two weeks ago. After my Monkey went through the rectum I made him read the sign that said what it was. LOL At 10, he is old enough to mortified! That exhibit is gross and fun all at the same time.
And I am literally laughing out loud that BOOBIES are good and I POOPED is bad. :)
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