Our Funny Boys

Cullen: “Daddy, let’s go bounce on the bed!”

Daddy: “Ok, only if you tell me I’m the best daddy in the whole world.”

Cullen: “No... maybe half the world.”

Daddy: “Jackson, you’re the man”

Jack: “No, silly, I a boy!”

Mommy: “Ok, how about we start cleaning up our toys now.”

Jack: “Umm, how about no?”

Cullen walked up to me last week, slapped my belly as hard as he could and declared “There’s a big, FAT baby in there!”

As I heard Jack coming upstairs after lunch, I asked Brandon if he'd wiped him off and he said no. Just then, Jack came around the corner, face and hands smeared with BBQ sauce, and said "No worry Mommy, I wipe my hands on the floor."

Cullen: “Mommy, my have a baby girl in my tummy!”

Me: “You do? Wow, that’s amazing!”

Cullen: “Yeah. (Frowns at me) No spit on her, ok?”

I’m sure you can imagine the look on my face…

The boys were blowing spit bubbles in the backseat as we drove home one day, so I suggested we find something else to do.

Me: “Let’s not spit anymore, let’s talk about something else. What should we talk about besides spitting?”

Cullen: “Umm, how about poop!”

Cullen was sitting on the couch with one of Brandon's textbooks on his lap when he turned to me and said sternly “No bother me, Mommy, or ask me what time it is while I doing my law school.”

Lately, the boys have been playing pretend games a lot. Their new favorite is to play “church.” Jackson usually anoints himself as pastor and leads the service from the bottom step, he makes Cullen sit on the floor below and be the people in the congregation.  He usually begins the service by saying, “Ok, now please stand up and sing.” He then proceeds to lead the “congregation” in a song that he wrote himself. There are only three words in his song “God our King!” which he repeats a few dozen times before abruptly interrupting the congregation and telling them “Ok, that’s enough. Stop singing! Now it’s time to sit down and listen to God’s word.” Then he gives a sermon that usually goes like this, “God’s promises. Obey God’s word!” Then, if Cullen’s lucky, he gets invited up to lead the congregation in a prayer.  He folds his hands and kneels down and says “Dear God, we honor God. Amen.” (I’m not sure where he gets the kneeling from since we don’t kneel down when we pray at home or at church). Then Jack goes back up to the pulpit and leads the congregation in another round of “God our King” before telling everybody it’s time to go eat! (We have a little brunch at church following the service each week and the boys always look forward to it!)