Living the Life: I don't share bread

Is it wrong that, when I went to get seconds of pasta, I took my garlic bread with me so Caden wouldn't eat it?

Hmmm...

The 3-year-old perspective...

At Kroger, Caden likes to 'ride' the fire truck, but he won't allow us to put money in (yea for us!).
Stan - Do you know the name of the dog?
Caden - No
Stan - It's 'Snoopy'
Caden - (hugging and kissing him) Hi Snoop dog!
(the 'y' on Snoopy was very quiet & it sounded like Caden was getting in touch with the rapper!)

Stan - Come take your medicine
Caden - The go-go medicine
Stan - What???
Caden - The go-go medicine. I take it and then we can go!

Mama - My ankle hurts.
Caden - I take care of you. (aww...)
Mama - You'll make me feel better?
Caden - I guess.

Mama - Caden, are you thirsty?
Caden (looking at me like I'm a moron) - No, I'm Caden Aalbers.

When I incorrectly guessed the letter he was trying to make with an 'o-shaped' ring & a wooden snake - Mama, you know better.

When Daddy grows up, he's gonna be a big baby!

Mama - Caden, leave that wire alone - what are you doing with Bailey (our 20lb. cat)?!?
Caden (smiling) - I'm just choking him. It's OK
**and the cat came back for more!**

banana moon - for a crescent-shaped moon

Dunna know - for I don't know. His teachers at school have corrected this so it's forever lost, but it will truly be missed!

Mama - Do you need to go to the bathroom?
Caden - No, my pee's all gone!

"Mama, you made good choices today so you get a sticker!"

Watching the Olympics (beach volleyball) - I like girls in dirt!

Living the Life

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

I don't share bread

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Matthew 18:3

The 3-year-old perspective...