My Boys - The Wheels are Always Turning

Alex - Still gives me a hug and a kiss every night when I tuck him in. I hope he never gets 'too old' for that. But, that's not the story that fits this post. Here's that story. Within the last couple of days, I've had to pull over for emergency vehicles twice while Alex as in the car. So, Alex asks me how many times I've had to pull over in my life so far. While I'm thinking about it, he guesses 50. I say, "Hmm, probably more like 20." His immediate reply, "Oh, that would be about once a year." Umm, yep, that's exactly right. And, after further review, I think his guess of 50 is closer - after all, one per year isn't all that often. Especially if you consider two in the last two days. And, let's not mention the two times I pulled over for an emergency vehicle and it pulled over right behind me...yes, speeding tickets, and no, there were no kids in the car with me, and yes, I obey the speed limit now (and least MOST of the time). On a related note, Luke calls officers 'police cops'.

Luke - Has strep. It must be a mild case because he doesn't seem to feel all that bad, and there's none of the terrible whining we saw the last time he was sick. And, he was a very brave boy when they did his throat culture. Funny story from our visit to see Dr. Griswold - while we're in the exam room waiting for the doctor (just Luke and me because the rest of the gang stayed by my parents), Luke tells me to sit in the chair without arm rests. I told him I wanted to sit in the chair with arm rests. So, he crawls on my lap, points to the armless chair and says, "That chair is for people without hands." What made him think of that? And, why does it make me crack up every time I think about it?