I have to say that (most of the time) I have loved having my sweet four year old at home this year. Since Liz is gone in the mornings Kipper and I get to go on adventures together…usually to the grocery store. The other day we were out running all the errands that piled up during our sick week and I got to hear a little more of just how this guy thinks about things. Here’s how it went:
Kip, from the back seat: “Mom, I believe in EVERYTHING”
Me, thinking: “I guess I do too, bud.”
Kip: “But I DON’T believe in coffee and alcohol and cigarettes.”
Me: “You’re right, those things are bad for our bodies.”
Pause.
Kip, sighing: “Mom, I believe in Black Tacos…!”
Kip’s Belief:
1 four year old
1 black taco from Taco Bell last October (now discontinued… “sigh”)
1 Article of Faith that I’m not sure we grownups understand
I sure do miss my four year olds when they grow up….
2 comments:
So cute! And I love the picture of Christopher.
I believe in four year olds. I believe in Kip!
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