Betause Dod Made It Dat Way

Our middle son has a funny way of saying things. Of course he does, he's two. Sometimes there's no way to answer some of his questions other than saying, "Because God made it that way." Mrs. Scott asked him why something happened and he replied, "Betause Dod made it dat way."

Chunky Monkey

Our baby boy is almost six months old. Our middle son is almost three years old. Our baby has been consistently in the 95% percentile or so in weight. He is a whopping 22 lbs. Our middle son is 26 lbs. and doesn't register on the weight charts. They wear the same size diaper.

The Top Doc

Last week, all of the kids came down with a cold. One night when we went to bed, I mentioned to our six year old that everybody was sick, and that Jesus was the Chief Physician who could heal everybody. He replied with, "Oh, you mean He's the 'Top Doc.' "

Knowing Mary Jane's Pet Skunk

Recently I was putting our six year old into the car, when he said something. I didn't know what was happening at the time, and I had my back to the action. But he said, "Hey, what's that icky smell? It smells like skunk. (pause) Oh, it's a cigarette." I smelled it after he said it smelled like a skunk. I could tell that there were some people on the other side of the car next to us, but they walked away before I could turn around. Yep, skunk weed it was. My six year old knows Mary Jane.

Daddy's Li'l Fuzzy

Our five month old has daddy's hair. The same style, the same hair line, the same color. It has changed from strawberry blond at birth to towhead blond now. It's that really fine baby hair that when blown upon looks like a wave of grain in a wind swept field. Then the hair falls back into place. I call him "Daddy's li'l fuzzy."