Luke, we can't take him anywhere!!
This weekend, Ben spoke at a conference that our little church camp in the hills of Virginia was holding. I have wonderful pictures of the kids and I enjoying the camp while Ben was busy with his session. These I may post later (I say "may" because lately, I have been blogging as the wind blows me -I annoy myself). This little tidbit of our day had to be recorded for all to read including Luke when he is old enough to be embarrassed!
We decided to stay for lunch before leaving camp to enjoy more of the country. Luke was in line for food and dropped his plate, shattering it all over the floor - cry, cry, cry. Luke spilled his lemonade all over the table, Luke spilled his water all over the table. At this point, Ben and I did not know how much more we could take. THEN... the director of the camp, a big man, the teddy bear type, comes over to talk with the boys. Ethan was, as usual, being a clown. The director was playing along and said to the boys "you sure are silly". At this moment, Luke gets a huge grin on his face, points his little clumsy finger at the man and declares: "Well, YOU...YOU are PUFFY!!!"
Ben and I about dropped on the floor, Luke still grinning, so proud of such a great come-back! The director was gracious, of course, and laughed it off. He left Ben and I in a heap of laughing tears that we could not control. How do you communicate - with seriousness - to you 3 year old that what he just said was completely socially unacceptable... when you can't breathe because you are laughing too hard!!
Oh, if I could just come up with a device that would allow me to read their little minds BEFORE they speak it!!
Can't take 'em anywhere!!