Kids say the funniest things.
Yesterday we watched 5 munchkins for some friends, and we were laughing as we talked over the day last night. Here's a few snippets of conversations from the day:
L, 7 years old, while tending to medical needs and discussing medical stuff:
L: Has Mr. Bobby ever fallen off the bed?
M: Not out of this bed or since he's been in a wheelchair. He might have when he was a child. You'll have to ask him.
L: Was he in a wheelchair when he was a little boy?
Me: No, he was almost 25 years old when his accident happened. It was 31 years ago.
L: 31 years. Hmmm, that was before we came to your church.
The 5 year old twins, while discussing how "low" my (9ft) ceilings are and tossing Pooh and a stuffed squirrel up to see if they'd bounce:
B: Wow, Pooh can hit the ceiling!
C: I bet if Mr. Bobby stood up out of his wheelchair, his head would touch the ceiling!
Me: Um, I don't think so.
B: But if Pooh can touch the ceiling Mr. Bobby could!
C: Yeah, he would touch the roof.
Me: No, if he could stand up, he could probably jump real high and touch the ceiling, but his head most certainly wouldn't touch the ceiling.
At this point I received very skeptical looks, shrugs, and faces that said Who are you trying to kid? Just how tall do they think my husband is? :)
And B received quite the shock yesterday. Before the snow came I filled one of the tubs half-full of water. Since we're on a well, if we lose power, we also lose water (because of the electric pump). I had totally forgotten about it. During a game of hide and seek, he came hopping into the room with a sopping wet sock and pants leg. "There's water in your tub! I climbed in to hide and got WET!" And if they needed convincing I'm crazy, the fact I started laughing probably did it. He just kept repeating "There's WATER in the tub!"
And my shock for the day: we had another first with Bobby's wheelchair. A child actually made it to the top and STOOD UP ON THE HANDLEBARS OF HIS CHAIR!!! My heart froze and I could barely get a word out. Bobby heard me utter the name, and turned (unaware of where they were), sending the kid crashing to the ground (and narrowly missing the tv!). We had a quick lesson on where to stand and wheelchair riding safety tips. I am now of the mindset that parents must have very strong hearts or they would all be dead from heart attacks.
And last, but certainly not least, there's nothing more exciting than watching a child experience something new. Little Bit discovered the air vents. She was sitting on one when the heat kicked on, and was THRILLED. She scooted off, and put her head over it, off, over it, off, (letting it blow her hair out) and then began experimenting with placing things on the vent. Not sure where she found the bread tie, but after the air blew it off several times she managed to fit it inside the vent so it wouldn't blow away. Once the air went off she lost all interest. And I don't think I will ever see another cotton ball without hearing her exclamation of "FLUFFY!" I'm still finding "fluffies" all over the house.
And as we head out for the day, acknowledging that it's the last day of the year, I realistically don't think I'll finish up any more scheduled projects for the year. BUT... Bobby's quilt is now half-way finished! ;)
Yesterday we watched 5 munchkins for some friends, and we were laughing as we talked over the day last night. Here's a few snippets of conversations from the day:
L, 7 years old, while tending to medical needs and discussing medical stuff:
L: Has Mr. Bobby ever fallen off the bed?
M: Not out of this bed or since he's been in a wheelchair. He might have when he was a child. You'll have to ask him.
L: Was he in a wheelchair when he was a little boy?
Me: No, he was almost 25 years old when his accident happened. It was 31 years ago.
L: 31 years. Hmmm, that was before we came to your church.
The 5 year old twins, while discussing how "low" my (9ft) ceilings are and tossing Pooh and a stuffed squirrel up to see if they'd bounce:
B: Wow, Pooh can hit the ceiling!
C: I bet if Mr. Bobby stood up out of his wheelchair, his head would touch the ceiling!
Me: Um, I don't think so.
B: But if Pooh can touch the ceiling Mr. Bobby could!
C: Yeah, he would touch the roof.
Me: No, if he could stand up, he could probably jump real high and touch the ceiling, but his head most certainly wouldn't touch the ceiling.
At this point I received very skeptical looks, shrugs, and faces that said Who are you trying to kid? Just how tall do they think my husband is? :)
And B received quite the shock yesterday. Before the snow came I filled one of the tubs half-full of water. Since we're on a well, if we lose power, we also lose water (because of the electric pump). I had totally forgotten about it. During a game of hide and seek, he came hopping into the room with a sopping wet sock and pants leg. "There's water in your tub! I climbed in to hide and got WET!" And if they needed convincing I'm crazy, the fact I started laughing probably did it. He just kept repeating "There's WATER in the tub!"
And my shock for the day: we had another first with Bobby's wheelchair. A child actually made it to the top and STOOD UP ON THE HANDLEBARS OF HIS CHAIR!!! My heart froze and I could barely get a word out. Bobby heard me utter the name, and turned (unaware of where they were), sending the kid crashing to the ground (and narrowly missing the tv!). We had a quick lesson on where to stand and wheelchair riding safety tips. I am now of the mindset that parents must have very strong hearts or they would all be dead from heart attacks.
And last, but certainly not least, there's nothing more exciting than watching a child experience something new. Little Bit discovered the air vents. She was sitting on one when the heat kicked on, and was THRILLED. She scooted off, and put her head over it, off, over it, off, (letting it blow her hair out) and then began experimenting with placing things on the vent. Not sure where she found the bread tie, but after the air blew it off several times she managed to fit it inside the vent so it wouldn't blow away. Once the air went off she lost all interest. And I don't think I will ever see another cotton ball without hearing her exclamation of "FLUFFY!" I'm still finding "fluffies" all over the house.
And as we head out for the day, acknowledging that it's the last day of the year, I realistically don't think I'll finish up any more scheduled projects for the year. BUT... Bobby's quilt is now half-way finished! ;)
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