a gift

As Sam is playing in the grass, he comes up to me with a torn bit of leaf in his hands. He hands it to me and says, “Here Mom, I got you a flower.” “Thank you, Sam. You’re a very sweet boy.” “No, I’m Mom.”

sam is good with faces

The other day I was in the kitchen working on the kids’ lunch while they ran amok in the living room. “Who’s that?” asked Lydia, looking out the window. I abandoned their atrocious hotdogs to come look out the window. “That’s the mail lady,” I replied, then retreated back into the kitchen for more hotdog […]

yes man

Steven: “Did you wash your hands with soap?” Sam: “Yes.” Steven: “Are you lying?” Sam: “Yes.” Steven: “Well, at least you’re honest.” Me: He just answers ‘yes’ to everything.” Steven: “Sam, are you a girl?” Sam: “No! I Daniel!”

nightmare

When Sam woke up this morning, the first thing out of his mouth is, “I don’t want to see it bear.” He continues to repeat this as he goes potty — I don’t want to see it bear — gets dressed — I don’t want to see it bear — eats breakfast — I don’t […]

synonyms and sam’s first fib

Lydia and I were having a conversation about synonyms while her and Sam took a bath. “Let’s think of some other words for ‘funny,’ ” I suggested. “Let’s see, there’s ‘hilarious,’ ‘amusing,’ . . .” “And ‘bootie,’ Lydia chimed in. ____________________________________ “I need pumpkin! I need pumpkin!” Sam shouted repetitively this evening. Back to pumpkins […]