Making a quick ‘-isms’ post.
About three years ago Chloe had a few questions to ask and I don’t recall how they were ever answered, but she asked them and I thought they were worthy of writing down. I didn’t find the questions until cleaning out a shelf a couple of weeks ago when I stumbled across an old notebook.
“How was God made when Jesus wasn’t even born?”
“If God doesn’t want us to sin, why does sin exist?” (mind you, she was only 4 around the time this was asked, ha, even us adults want to ask this one sometimes!)
Last one, “How did Satan ever become bad?”
We received a fun little game from our neighbors called Gabbit where it asks semi-thought provoking questions like, “If you could change your name what would it be?” And, “Who is one of your funniest friends?” The girls and I were playing one night and the question was, “If you could trade places with anyone in your family who would you trade with.” Sophie’s answer was, “It would be Mama, because then I would be the oldest and I would get to heaven sooner.”
Another question was, “What is your favorite day of the week?” Chloe answered, “Sunday, the Lord’s day, we get to relax together and play games and worship God together.” Sophie chimed in and said, “Yeah, if I didn’t believe in God I would be workin’ on Sunday and not resting. I’d just be diggin’ all day.”
Caleb loved the Christmas tree this year. He did great with the “no playing with the ornaments” rule. However, he never seemed quite satisfied that there were enough ornaments on the tree so he often added his own. Among them, Daddy’s cell phone, a clip brush, a flashlight (yes, he turned it one before hanging it), Daddy’s watch, Mama’s socks, Sophia’s hair band and a few others that are slipping my mind. In the end, we decided to join him and right now (yes, I still have my tree up, we are winter long Christmas people, and yes, we still listen to Christmas music, why does it have to stop after Christmas day? It all started when we were in NY, we left our tree up till mid-February one year because it was so dreary outside that it was nice to see a brightly lit tree upon walking in the door)…anyway…STILL hanging on the tree is a pot-holder, a pin wheel and a pipe cleaner.
Tonight we had leftover ravioli for dinner and I helped cut Caleb’s into neat little squares. He mentioned that it looked like pancakes and a little later during one of his Caleb chatter moments he said….”sometimes da girls will say dese are like pancakes, but I say dey are wav-li-oli.”
