I have to document a few things before I forget them.
Last week Lucy came home from church and when I asked what she learned in Nursery, she said, “Jesus.” So I asked her what she learned about Him. She then said, “Jesus was at Nursery. But He had to go, so He put on His Elmo coat.” Then later in the week she was telling me the same thing, but added the following. “Elmo is thinking about coming to Nursery. Elmo’s thinking about getting baptized. And. . . Elmo’s mom is thinking about coming to church, too!”
I made peanut butter cookies on Friday and cookies of any kind are Lucy’s favorite. After dinner I gave her one. She ate it at the table and got down. I was busy doing up the dishes and not long after I noticed she was being unusually quiet. So I asked her what she was doing. She just said, “Eating a cookie!” I looked at her and saw that there was only one bite taken out of it. I didn’t really mind too much, but didn’t want her to think that she could just get a cookie whenever she wanted one, so I was trying to teach her that if she wanted a cookie, she needed to ask me or Daddy for one. So I told her all of this, and then was quizzing her to see if she was listening and if she understood what I was trying to teach her. I said, “If you want a cookie, what do you need to do first?” And instead of saying “ask Mom for one” she said, “Climb up on the bucket and get one!” (We have a five gallon bucket that I keep my white flour in that the kids used as a step stool to reach hard-to-get things, like cookies!)
One more. Tom asked her if he could kiss her on the forehead to which she replied, “It’s not my four-head, it’s my two-head!”
And the most recent. We just got a trampoline a week or so ago and have been going over the rules and safety things with all the kids. When Jenny was three she was jumping on a neighbor’s trampoline and broke her leg. When the doctor looked at the x-ray, he said it was something that they saw a lot in kids her age, and even referred to it as a trampoline break – caused by the force of a larger, stronger person jumping and a smaller person catching the force of the jump, but with straight legs instead of bent. So we told Matthew and Jenny not to jump very high when Lucy is on with them so she doesn’t end up with a broken leg like Jenny did when she was younger. Lucy didn’t understand what a broken bone is and I tried to explain what happens when a person breaks a bone. Then yesterday, she was out jumping with Tom and the older kids and Matthew was jumping a little too high and Lucy fell down because of it. Tom heard her say, “Don’t break my leg, Matthew!”