Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take...
but by the moments that take our breath away...


Okay-I am soooo HORRIBLE at keeping in touch with people even though in most instances they live only a short drive away! Here is our way of keeping you up to date with our family. You know-just the everyday stuff....

SAY WHAT?

SAY WHAT?
The world according to "HANK"-as a 3 yr old...our GOOF........BALL
Bronson commented on how big Billy’s breakfast was. Saying he doesn’t need to eat that much. I explained he had a much bigger tummy. He has to eat more to fill it up. Bronson replies.... “And it is also VERY hairy!”

I hurry Bronson to get in his car seat because of a creepy looking man staring at me in the parking lot. When I give the reason why I want him to hurry he says, “Mama, he is staring at you because you are so pretty.” Awwwww!

“Have you ever been to Sleep America? I haven’t been there yet but I would like to go because they have hundreds of mattresses to choose from.”

“We don't say that word. It’s an ugly, yucky word” I said to Bronson after hearing him mutter ‘D*mn it’.
Bronson-"I need to say a prayer and tell Heavenly Father I’m
sorry."
Me-"That’s called repenting."
Bronson-"Daddy needs to do a lot of repenting cuz he always
says naughty words."

“I’m glad we don’t have tarantulas in our house cuz they would crawl up me and bite my tiny little eyebrows off!”

B- “You are pretty Mama. Except for those things all over
your face...moles, freckles? What are those things called?”
Me- “Zits?”
B- “Oh yeah. When you have zits all over your face it looks
pretty ugly.”

Bronson hears a girl say “Free Money”. He exclaims “Free money?! Doesn’t she know money is not free?” Why? I say. “Because free is not a number!”

“I wuv you more than a donut’s teeth”

BREATHTAKING (**pause "What's playin at our house**)

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

"Mama, I want to be a Bird"

I want to be a BIRD so I can FLY...I hear this phrase from Bronson almost daily. He wants to fly and soar through the air... FREEDOM. He always calls my attention to the graceful hawks gliding on the wind. This morning while I was working on the computer, he was looking out the window at our big beautiful tree. He was watching several birds only about a foot away from the window in nests. He says, "If I could catch a bird I would name it Red Wings. I would take care of it and it would be with me forever. Maybe I could learn to fly."

It made me really stop and think how fleeting these moments will be as our children get older. I wished I could just hold him tight and stop time. Oh, how I long to savor every moment. How intrigued Bronson is with nature. He really soaks it all in trying to figure it out. I find myself discovering and appreciating more and more the beauty and wonder of God's creations. I am so thankful that my children have helped to remind me to find joy in the little things. And Bronson, I hope you NEVER lose YOUR SENSE of Wonder.

3 comments:

The Kemptons said...

Billy might not like this, but I always thought that Bronson would be an air force pilot. Especially if he has the desire to fly someday. Or someone that works with animals like in the zoo or a vet. I feel the same way about holding on to all the precious events, moments or things that Kent and Katie say and do. I love watching them grow into who they are meant to be. I love their excitement for life. Life would just not be complete without our little angels.

AudyCamp said...

bronson will definitely do something like that someday..fly planes or help animals..what a passionate kid! love your concerts in the park..i wanna come. It was good to see you today..we have to get together..we are moving (not too far i don't think) by the end of the month so let's try sometime before then.

The Kemptons said...

Brooklyn, thanks for the sweet message you left us on our blog. We love you too and are so grateful to have such a good and helpful niece and cousin.