Servanthood

This morning Isaac was eating his breakfast, and he decided that he wanted some water (along with his milk and yogurt smoothie). His water was literally a few feet away from him, well within his reach. However, he still said (or whined) "Mommy! I want water!" I was a little frustrated and said, "Well, then go and get it! I'm not your servant."

Isaac's response: "Well, then who is?"

Brilliant

Of course, I think Isaac is just brilliant! He knew his letters (upper and lower case and phonics) by age 2. He started reading very early. . . he does very well academically.

But the real reason I think he is brilliant is how quickly he thinks on his feet. For example, today I walked in the room and caught him with his finger in his nose. He really isn't a nose-picker. I hardly ever see him do this. But, today I caught him.

Mommy: "Isaac, don't pick your nose. That's gross!

Isaac: "I was just putting my boogers back."

See what I'm talking about? He's a genius!

Ankles. . .

The other day I was dressing Caleb for the day, and Isaac came in the room. I had pulled Caleb's shirt off, and Isaac teasingly said, "Caleb. . . I see your ankles!" I knew right away what he was talking about. . . do you?

Maybe this will help! A day later I was in my bathroom getting ready to take a shower. Isaac walked in (oh yay) and said, "Mommy. . . you have BIG ankles!"

Um. . . he was NOT talking about my ankles. . . and if you haven't figured it out yet, you need to think a little longer.