He came in awhile later and had me feel his heart. It was pumping hard. He grinned triumphantly. “It was hard work but I did it, Moma, I pumped my legs and went high to the sky in the swing.”
I could hardly pull him off the swing for the rest of the day and this morning when we dropped his older two brothers off at school, he came home and ran out there again just to see if he could still swing high.
And just in case you all think that my life is just sweetness all the time, I told him I was putting his picture on the blog and he wanted me to get him some cheese. I left the blog to get him some. I had some extra grated cheese and put a little in a bag for him and his brother. He looks at me and says "this isn't rotten, is it?"
Oh come on! Like I would feed my boys rotten food! But because it was grated he just wasn't sure if it was safe to eat. Roll my eyes.
It's sitting in a snack bag he is carrying around with him and he is not sure if he is going to eat it or not. He probably will wait til it does rot and then tell me I fed him rotten food. Good grief! So, that is my laugh for the morning.
Don't forget to sign up for the Praise and Coffee give away. You can do it from my blog here! It's Kari Jobe's cd - VERY GOOD CD! -, super yummy coffee and these cute looking (I've never held them, just seen them) Bay View cards.