Tiny Talk

Curious about the world

Sometimes Alex gets short shrift on this blog. At the moment, he’s the easiest of my kids; being toilet trained, talking, obedient (mostly) and in school, I don’t have to agonize over parenting him nearly as much as the younger two. But I adore my firstborn. I love teaching him. I love his independence. I love watching him interpret the world. Sometimes Christian and I trade smiles at the way he expresses things…and today, I want to share just a few of those “tiny talk” moments. Of course, he’s not so tiny–his grandpa’s 10-gallon cowboy hat fits him perfectly. But that’s not really the point, is it? 😉

 There’s no graceful way to do this, so just bear with me today. I want these preserved.

On the way to Grandma and Grandpa’s last weekend, he started looking at cloud formations. He called them out to me from the back seat. My two favorites:

“I see a dragon with no legs and no feet!” (That requires some creative thinking)

“I see a duck with a person’s head on platter.” (Now that’s just downright disturbing!)

Coming home from the farm, he said thoughtfully, “It’s a good thing our house isn’t a farm house.”

Startled, I asked why.

“Because if we had a bull, my pajamas are red,” he said. “And my shirts are red.”

Oh, Alex. How I love you, my big end-of-kindergarten boy.