Things Kids Say: May 2013

Do you want a sip of my rootbeer?

"NO! I don't drink!!!"
~Bug

Medical insurance is for medicine.
They help save your life.
If you get in a bad accident and go to the hospital life insurance pays your taxes.
~Gator

I have a present for you 
"Am I your present?"
~Bug

Trying to get the baby to sleep in his swing
What if you cover him up like a bird? How about then?
~Cliff

Pointing to a fancy red *ahem* mid-life-crisis sports cars
"I really want one of THOSE cars!!!"
~Bug 

"I'm not gonna cry anymore. Just for a second I have one more tear to come out."
~Bug

(Pointing to her little brother)
"MY baby is cuter than that one."
~Bug

How did you sleep?
"Terrible! My kids woke me up. They live in my bed."
~Bug

"I have to go to the hair doctor."
~Bug

(Seeing a man walking through the park without a shirt on)
"Look at that boy. He's naked!"
~Bug

"For my birthday I want a wake board and a boat that I can put in the water and will come back to me. And a town. A little one. For my little princesses. And a race car."
~Bug

After grabbing my oversized purse and bringing it downstairs
"I got this big-out-of-the bag"
Said in a way similar to big-ass bag.
~Bug

The morning after she got sent to bed

"Something bad happened: I stopped loving you last night. I'm so sorry."

~Bug 

Babies Bounce

It's been a month. A long month. A month I never thought I'd make it through.

I had friends who had babies with issues. Issues that kept them in NicU or required their new babies to stay in harness for months. Babies you want to snuggle and take home but can't. I often wondered how they were strong enough to handle 'sick' babies, then in my own quiet breath whispered thanks for my babies being born healthy and problem free.

My baby cries and his chest "crinkles". It's the most disturbing feeling, but he's happy. He laughs. He smiles. He's going to be okay. 6-8 weeks and he'll be 'normal' again.  It feels forever away, but we're almost there. He is such a brave baby. It hurts my heart that those who want to hold him, like his siblings and cousins, can't because his ribs move and those who can hold him don't want to because it's disturbing to hold 'broken' babies.  I know broken babies are unnerving, I was afraid of my close friends babies when they were sick. I didn't want to make them worse.

Now, that broken baby is my own. I will hold him. I will love him. I will protect him to the best of my ability. Some things are just out of our control. I'm so thankful Cliff was right: babies bounce.









*Disclaimer:
 Don't actually try to bounce your babies or expect them to be okay no matter what.... this is a figure of speech. *

Two Months with Moose