The other day in the car the boys were talking in the back. Here was their conversation that resulted in a teary phone call with my Mother telling her all about it:
G: I’m just going to love you forever because you’re my best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best friend.
E: You’re my best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best, best friend in the whole world (throwing his arms open wide).
G: (Tugging on his shirt) That just makes my heart feel SO happy. It makes my eyes have a tear in them too!
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And one more story from last night. I asked Grayson to please grab my water out of the kitchen and bring it downstairs to me. He came up to me a few minutes later and said, “Here’s your spit drink Mommy.” I said, “My what?” He gave me this nervous little smile and said, “Nothing.” I said, “Grayson, what did you just call it?” He said, “I called it your spit drink. It was just a silly name.” I said, “Did you spit in Mommy’s drink? He sheepishly smiled and said, “Yes, I did.”
At least he was honest! ;-)
ReplyDeleteAnd the conversation in the car - oh my! No wonder you got teary! :)
Yep! At least he was honest! :) Gotta give credit where credit is due I guess! Ha!
DeleteSo glad you blogged both stories Beth!!! Priceless and memorable!!
ReplyDeleteI agree Mom! I never want to forget some of those moments.
DeleteOh your two boys! How precious! They are blessed to have each other.
ReplyDeleteBut lets not forget they are boys and that spitting is so much fun for them! (Jack-Jack gets a kick out of spitting too - we've had to establish rules about only spitting in the house after brushing teeth and only spitting outside on the grass). Little boys are usually quite honest, too!