I stand amazed at the things my children think and do. The magnificence of their minds amaze me. The way they put things together and the way they think it amazes me and yet amuses me even more.
As I am standing washing dishes all of the kids are playing out back. I love my house because I can see the back yard from any room at the back of the house. So I am washing away and the kids are playing away. Running in and out. Grabbing GF muffins. Chasing the cat back into the house. You know, doing all of the things that kids do.
So Micah walks in the back door into the kitchen and says "hi mom." Apparently I am "mom" now and now momma or mommy. Saddens me but not the point. I reply "hi babe." Micah grabs a muffin and heads back out the door. Stops at the door and turns around and says "mom, you can call me Uncle Brett if you want."
Now we all know that "babe" is Aunt Timmie's term of endearment for Uncle Brett and this became quite the argument after our month long stay at their house this past summer. I would call Micah babe and he would say "I'm not babe. I'm Micah."
So, now as he is walking back out of door, I call out to him in confusion. "You want me to call you Uncle Brett?" He then stops ever so nonchalantly turns around and says. "You can call me Uncle Brett if you want to." I reword my question. "You want me to call you babe?" His reply "No, you can call me Uncle Brett if you want to"
To which I smiled and amuzingly said "Hey! Uncle Brett." Micah says "what?" I say "Guess what?" To which he replys "I can't tell you." and runs out the door. (because he knows "I love you" is coming next. So I just called after him "I love you Uncle Brett".
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That is SO funny! I read this to Brett and we just laughed and laughed. It's amazing what a little time wrestling can do for a little boy. :) You can tell Micah that Uncle Brett LOVES him to death. He loves having a wrestling partner, too...sometimes I think Micah is the only one who understands Brett's desire to wrestle things to the ground. :)
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