Drew has been saying on his own, “Sorry, Jesus,” when he does something naughty. That is always encouraging to hear. If only he and his brother would desire to do right. It seems like they revel in being disobedient and naughty instead. I really have to “hang onto” those positive sayings and actions so that I see that some progress has been made. Ultimately, we pray for a heart change — their salvations — and at early ages.
Yesterday was another of those days, and today hasn’t been too different…! While I was nursing the baby in my bedroom, I could hear some noise from the boys’ bedroom. I hoped they were just getting their books out to read. (We have only hard-back books for them to read so that they don’t rip pages, which they’ve been known to do.) As soon as I was able to get to them, I opened their door and knew that trouble had occurred. I could smell the strong smell of some type of detergent or shampoo. I found Will standing on top of the washing machine. He had scaled our gate — not an easy kind to climb over since it has only vertical slats. He was standing on top of the washing machine with a huge mess at his feet. He had unrolled an entire roll of paper towels and mixed in with them was an entire new bottle of baby wash/shampoo, which I had bought to replace another bottle he had dumped month(s) earlier. Mixed in with that mess were Q-tips, cotton balls, Desitin, Vaseline, and medicine containers. Thankfully, he hadn’t eaten the medicine — just managed to pull them out of boxes. Glad for child-proof caps! The Desitin was smeared all over the rocking chair and cushions. The baby wash/shampoo was dumped all over the washing machine, changing pad, rocking chair, floor, paper towels, and sink. What a huge mess! It took me awhile to clean it up. I rearranged my laundry room so that everything is on top of the wardrobe, minus diapers and toilet paper in the cupboard above the washing machine. So, he could still make a mess if he decides to unroll all those toilet paper rolls, but at least he can’t hurt himself as he could with medicines, shampoos, Desitin, and laundry cleaning products.
During nap time, Drew made his own mess. I heard noise when he was supposed to be napping so I checked on him and found this mess: he had taken a picture off the wall (one I got for our anniversary this year from my mother-in-law), ripped the backing off and then ripped the picture to shreds. I found him trying to rehang just the glass part and frame. Ugh!
During Will’s nap time, I checked on him and found that he had removed the decorations on the shelf above the crib and dumped them in his bed (“to play with”).
This morning, I went to get the boys up, only to find that they had dumped all their clothes from their dresser onto the floor. I made them clean it up with many protests on their parts. Will thought it was a lot of work. I told him that when he wanted to make a mess again, I hoped he’d remember how much work it is to clean it up because I was only going to make him clean it up each time.
Luke is our little amicable destroyer! He smiles adorably while wrinkling his nose and at the same time plows through his brothers’ towers and log cabins, knocking them over. Poor boys! Luke also likes to wave now, say “Dadda” and “Mum-mum.” He is also getting his first tooth. Another thing he likes to do is to crawl around under the boys seats after dinner to find any morsels they dropped. We call him our “puppy.”
Today while the boys were playing outside, they got stung by bees. I showed them where to weed and told them to stay away from our one garden, not knowing it had a bees’ nest. The boys disobeyed me and went to the garden anyway, I caught them just as they started to cry that the bugs were biting them. I quickly started swatting the bees away and took the boys inside. Will got at least five stings and Drew got three stings. I made them a baking soda paste and gave them lollipops for comfort. They are doing well now. Poor guys! Another lesson in obedience though. I told Will and Drew that if they had obeyed me, they wouldn’t have gotten stung.
Will: “Actually, it’s like this…”
Will: “Good job, Luke!” (for when Luke was eating his baby food)
Will: “Great job, Daddy!” (because Jonathan was fixing the toilet)
As I was getting Drew ready for his nap, I asked him if he was ready to obey or to say he was sorry for lying. I can’t remember which right now. Anyway, he said, “I don’t think so.” It was in a smart-aleck voice. I told him that he is sinning against God when he disobeys. Drew said that he wanted to say sorry to Jesus then. He thought of it on his own. So glad when I do see some awareness or desire to do right!
The other day, my husband returned to check on our eldest after getting our second son ready for bed. (Eldest son was supposed to be going potty.) I heard a, “Why is there water on the floor?”
“I was splashing my feet in the water.” (The water was from the toilet.) Eldest son was sitting on the little potty and kicking his feet in the big potty at the same time. Water is water, right?!!! Uhm…
Today was Luke’s first time to ride up front in a “beanie” cart. He loved it! Will had a blast riding with Luke too. It was fun to watch people smile as they saw us. Of course, some people don’t smile at anything…
Last night, Jonathan and I were able to take just Will on a “date” with us. Our focus was to spend special one-on-one time with him. He loved it as we took him to Chik-Fil-A. He got to play at the inside play area afterwards.
My boys say some pretty grown up things sometimes. When Will asked Drew to share something with him and to do something that Drew didn’t want to do, Drew said, “I don’t think so!” Will said something pretty mature sounding too, but I can’t recall it. Oh well… That is why I blog because I would never remember the funny things they say and do otherwise.
I wish that I could remember all of the funny things the boy say and do, but here are some recents:
Will had just gone potty and said, “I’m impressed! Look at all my pee.”
Drew was walking around the house with spit bubbles all over his mouth, saying, “I’m blowing bubbles.”
Jonathan could feel Drew bumping his seat and asked, “What are you doing?” Drew said, “I’m being silly.”
Drew then kept putting his feet up on the back of Jonathan’s seat and then blowing at his feet and saying, “I’m blowing my feet down.” He would then move his feet down and replay the same action repeatedly.
Luke was crying last night in the car, and Will said, “Lukey, stop talking. I want to talk.” I gave Luke his pacifier which quieted him; and then Drew said, “Now, you can talk.”