My Brayden Boy

I just have to make a note of my little boy. Funny things have been happening and I tend to forget right away what they were.

Last night Kent made us a BBQ dinner! The kids and I came in from playing outside and sat down to eat. After a few minutes Brayden said, "My tummy is really hungry!"

Me:"Good thing we're eating dinner right now."

A few minutes later

B: "My tummy really hurts!"

Me: "Maybe you should try to go to the bathroom, maybe it will feel better then. Maybe you have to go in and toot."

B: In utter disbelief, "But MOM I haven't even eaten any beans yet!"

After a few minutes in the bathroom he decides that is not the problem, he needs to lay down and rest. This may have been the first time he has ever suggested this. I am mildly concerned and I go lay down in his bed with him.

Me: "How does your tummy hurt? Do you feel like you're going to throw up, or is it just big owies?"

B: Calmly says, "It feels like the bones are poking through my stomach. I am pretty sure that is what is happening."

Shocked by such a great description, yet more concerned about how badly his tummy hurts, I tell him it's a good idea to rest for a while. He decides he should do some puzzles while he rests. After the puzzles are complete, he comes out of his room, sits at the table and finishes his dinner, like nothing happened. Kent is pretty sure he just had a big TOOT!

B is also very into "making projects." He is constantly creating something. We got teddy grahams at the store today and there is a recipe for a teddy smoothie on it. I told B we could make one for breakfast in the morning. He insisted that we make a "note" and put it on the counter so I don't forget. (Apparently he has picked up on how forgetful I have become, especially about these important things)! He had to write out "teddy smoothie", and then list all of our names. He said, "Dad will have to make his own note and his own smoothie, if he wants one." I guess he knows there's no way we're getting up early enough to have breakfast with Daddy!

His imagination constantly amazes me. The best gift I can give him is an empty toilet paper roll. His eyes light up and he yells, "Thanks mom!" Then he runs off to invent something new; a rocket an airplane, binoculars......I love my boy!