My First Day of Dying
After a few minutes and some unsavory noises on the toilet, Asa (5): “Well, I guess this is my first day of dying.
I Forgot
Asa: “I’m sad. Wait…what was I sad about?”
Hosea (4): “That you couldn’t open the lid.”
Asa: “Ooohhhhh, yeah.”
4-year-old Prejudice
Hosea: “I hope baby Asher doesn’t come out with curly hair.”
Mama: “Why?”
Hosea: “I don’t like people with curly hair.”
Me: “Well, Daddy has curly hair.”
Hosea: “It’s only a little bit curly. I don’t like people with really curly hair.”
Zombies in the House
Asa: “We can only scream outside.”
Hosea (4): “Unless zombies are chasing you inside.”
Survival advice, y’all.
Look to Me in My Eyeball
Me: “Jadon, I need you to look in my eyes. This is important.”
Jadon (7): (eyes move to me, then flick toward the door, then back to me, then back to the door.)
Me: “Jadon, look at my face.”
Jadon: (Flick. Flick. Flick.)
Me: “Jadon, I really need you to keep your eyes fixed on my face.”
Jadon: (eyes wide and white-filled like a crazy person. Flick. Flick. Flick.)
Me: “What are you doing, Jadon?”
Jadon: “I’m trying to look at you with one eye and at the door with the other. Is it working?”
We Know How to Listen
Me: “How can you show someone you’re listening to them?”
Jadon: “Look at them.”
Asa: “I don’t know. You want to see my belly?”
Not Listening Can Be Dangerous
Jadon: “Not listening can be bad. Like if your parent told you not to jump off a mountain and you did it, that would be not listening.”
