I cannot deny them

The five year old little set of ears in our house is listening to every word coming out of my mouth and repeating much of it.

Over the weekend we had a visitor who WOULD NOT LEAVE! The person talked, and talked and talked...Brandon and I kept looking at each other and cracking up because he wouldn't get the clue that our visit was over. Zachary quickly caught on and said out loud, "Aren't you ready for him to leave, Mama?" Thankfully the guest didn't hear him and I quietly explained that he couldn't say those things out loud...even if they are true! Then he said, "He is giving us way too much amation." I had to just laugh out loud at that. Apparently even at 5 he knows about TMI--his version is TMA.

Today he was drinking a cherry coke and I asked to try it. (It's been a long time since I've had one.) After I took a swig, I made a face indicating that I did not like it. Zachary said, "I knew you wouldn't like it. It has like 100 calories."

We took Trent in to see the pediatrician this morning for an earache. He got so mad about being examined and cried so hard that he threw up all over me, and he had JUST drank red kool-aid. Right as he did it and I am standing there soaked in red throw up, I heard Zachary say, "Well, that's just great!"

The little one has even started with his mother's tactfulness (or lack there of.)

After Christmas we were in a gift shop downtown and I wondered aloud, "What does Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh (candle) smell like?" Trent sniffed and proclaimed with his loudest voice, "That smells like dog poop!" Thankfully we know the shop owner and she was not offended.

I have got to teach these boys a little about censorship.

And, as soon as I figure it out...I'm going to get right on that!