This last Saturday, Blake was "helping me" clean up the downstairs. I had the vacuum cleaner going so I had to try to talk over it and direct him in moving things so I could clean under them. Apparently I was starting to get on his nerves after I had told several times to move this one particular thing and he looks at me and puts his hands on his hips and says " Mom, you are driving me inpain"
Yesterday after his dad had finished saying quite a lengthy blessing before dinner, Blake didn't even miss a beat as he said "Dad, I think Jesus would say "Tim, that's quite enough" Out of the mouths of babes. He cracks me up. I think I have marks on the inside of my cheek from trying not to laugh.
I have more to post about but I'll have to get to it later. I had to get these down before I forgot them.