2. Up until Charley was four...I think we never used the term "dead"....mostly I would refer to those situations...as times when the person or item wouldn't be in our family anymore. If Charley or Henry was going to do something unsafe I would say, "Oh, no! That would be sad. He wouldn't be in our family anymore." If some other person in the world was doing something crazy then Charley started saying, "But, mama! Then he wouldn't be in their family anymore." I am breathing deeply. I am coming to terms that I live in a house with three boys who enjoy action packed old fashioned boy play. And even Henry knows how to make something "dead." Does that mean Yoda isn't in his family anymore?
3. My life's mission is to find small tiny pieces that have been lost during battle...or when little hands, that are kept busy assembling battleships and other brave boy stuff, bump or drop them on the floor. I pray every time I vacuum that today is not the day that the blue light saber gets zipped up.
Henry's Busy Hands...Busy Boys!
4. My boys ponder....during lunch today Charley wondered if "there are little guys in things that make them work. Like, in the phone that makes it call." Hmmm...little guys...on their minds ALL. THE. TIME.
5. Daily - I get invitations to:
play with light sabers
play with guys
build obstacle courses with tinker toys
play Star Wars