A note I took down last week:<\/p>\n
1.6.08<\/p>\n
“As I am studying on narration, Jerome is drawing on his antler sprawled out on the floor and Seth sits quietly at the table drawing tiny detailed shapes with my pen. I hear paper being swished back and forth on the table and Seth says “Look Mommy, lines!” I look over and he’s moving his paper in the shadows of the blinds cutting the light streaming through the window and falling on the table. I explain to him what it is and continue my reading. A minute later he says “It’s God’s light!” then he is distracted by Jerome’s loud scribbling and plants his feet in a patch of sunshine on the carpet to watch. He just ran over and a planted a kiss on my cheek.” \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
Last night David and Noel were over for dinner at our house and Seth is looking at a big book about the human body and studying the page on muscles. There was a drawing of different facial expressions illustrating facial muscles, one frowning, one smiling, and one singing. David asked Seth “Why do you think he’s frowning?” and Seth answered “Because his head is off!”. He was right, it was only a head. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
“Look! I drawed a refridgerator and milk! He’s going to get it out for his mommy. He’s strong! Like God! And emeny!” 1.4.08<\/p>\n
When Seth was sick with the flu he said in a very faint voice with long pauses: “Mama, I need something. Um, I need a shower. A toy one. Yes, today.” (?)<\/p>\n
This one is Jerome’s: Yesterday as we were in the car with Anna her radio was on and she asked the boys “Who can tell me what instruments they hear playing?” Jerome immediately throws his hands into he air and yells “ipod!”. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
And just this evening Seth and Ian were playing around on the floor and Seth put his crocheted hat on Ian’s head and said “Look! He’s a winter baby!”…he makes me smile!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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