Sponges, for sure

I was sitting at the lunch table today with my two-year old and almost five-year-old, and it was quiet for a minute (remarkable!)  :)  So I thought to myself, "I ought to talk to them about the election coming up." So I began, saying, "Guys, it's an election year this year. What that means is that the people of our country vote to choose who will be the next President of our country. Do you remember what a President is...what a President does?" I was floored to hear the words that came from my biggest boy's mouth next. He said, "I think Barack Obama is going to win the election. But Cora says she saw lots of John Mc Cain signs out." I was stupefied! How did my child know those people's names? And how did he know to associate them with a conversation about this being an election year? So I asked him, "How did you know those names?" He told me he had just heard us talking, and that he had heard his cousin (almost 7) talking about it. Wow. So....he picked all this up just from hearing Mommy and Daddy talk, basically. We never have the TV on. (Truly...it doesn't even work!) And we rarely talk politics! But he's picked it up. Frightening it is, really. I think our precious children hear everything we say. And they watch everything we do. I really don't think they miss much at all. Lord, help me! Make me more like your Son, Jesus, so that HE is what they see in me!!!!!!!!!!!

little boys and leaves

i love leaves. fall leaves. who doesn't? our front yard is full of them, and it's been a fun week!

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Eating Flamingos and Christopher Robin

Okay, I had to post on these two adorable kid things that our biggest boy said in the last day or two.  :)  We were sitting at the lunch table, with bowls of peaches (that he thought was mango) on our plates. When our middle boy said, "peaches," Biggest corrected him by saying, "No it's flamingo!" (He had confused flamingo with mango!!) Love it.

Then we were thinking of a little boy at our old church--our beloved Redeemer in Houston. Biggest was recalling a boy in his Sunday School class, and he was describing him to me and telling me his name was Robin. I could not for the life of me think of any boy EVER who had even visited our church named Robin. But Biggest insisted. Finally, I realized that the boy he was referring to is named Christopher. He had switched out the name Christopher for the name Robin. Apparently this Winnie the Pooh video he was watching had muddled up some things in his sweet head!  :)   We laughed and laughed when we figured out his mistake!