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**)

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Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Bronson, Phone home.....

Today I got a call from the school office receptionist saying Bronson needed to talk to me. I immediately felt a pang of nervousness thinking he got hurt on the playground, wet his pants, spilled his lunch or some other 5 year old's "catastrophe" and I wasn't there to hug him, kiss it better, etc. Our conversation:
"Hi Mama." (in a solemn, yet winy voice)
"Hi Bud, are you okay?"
"Yes." (solemn once again)
"Is something wrong, did you get hurt?"
"No"
"Well............how's your day going?"
(I'm trying to sound positive and happy, although very confused)
"Fine"
"Is there something you need?"
"No"
"Did you just want to call and talk to me?"
"Yes"
"Okay, is there something you want to talk about?"
....silence...."No"
"I love you Bronson. I think it is time to go back to your class. I don't want you to miss any fun activities."
" I love you Mama."
"I love you too Bronson. I will see you soon, okay."
"Okay, bye Mama"
I'm so not ready for my baby to be gone all day in school. I don't know if I will ever get used to that......
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2 comments:

AudyCamp said...

aw that is too precious! cute back to school pics:)It's hard to see our kids growin up!

July 31, 2008 at 9:36 PM
The Kemptons said...

Bronson, I hope school becomes easier everyday for you. It can be very scary starting a new school, but I am so glad that Brooklyn is at the same school as you. You will be great! I know it!

August 11, 2008 at 2:20 PM

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