Re: Things my kids say ...
Yesterday the boys asked me if all of their cousins are named Patel too (dh has made a big deal of fact that all of his cousins are Patels b/c both of his parents were Patels before marrying).
M: No. Your cousins on Daddy's side of the family are Patel. Mine aren't because my name was ****** before I married your Daddy.
J: Why did you change your name?
M: Well, traditionally when a couple marries, the woman takes the man's name. Not everyone does it, and you don't HAVE to, but that is tradition. (then I sidelined into an example of a friend who didn't and confused the hell out of the boys explaining how their kids are named).
J: So why did you take Daddy's name?
M: Part of the reason is that I knew our kids wouldn't look entirely like us, since Mommy and Daddy are different colors.
J: Yeah - Quinn & I tan beautifully.
Q: Yeah - 'cause we're mixed up kids!
M: Yes - you're a mix of Daddy and me.
Then later, Jacob says:
J: Mom - when our baby sister comes out, can I hold her?
M: Of course.
Q: Me too?
M: Of course.
J: And can I sing her a lullaby?
M: Yes - that would be wonderful. Mommy will depend on you for lots of help.
J: Like with diapers?
M: Yes.
J: Okay Quinn - here's the deal. I'll help mom by bringing her clean diapers, and you help mom by throwing the old ones away.
Q: NO WAY!
.... and then my sweet, sweet conversation about singing baby sister lullabyes changed into a discussion about baby poop and stinky things.
Yesterday the boys asked me if all of their cousins are named Patel too (dh has made a big deal of fact that all of his cousins are Patels b/c both of his parents were Patels before marrying).
M: No. Your cousins on Daddy's side of the family are Patel. Mine aren't because my name was ****** before I married your Daddy.
J: Why did you change your name?
M: Well, traditionally when a couple marries, the woman takes the man's name. Not everyone does it, and you don't HAVE to, but that is tradition. (then I sidelined into an example of a friend who didn't and confused the hell out of the boys explaining how their kids are named).
J: So why did you take Daddy's name?
M: Part of the reason is that I knew our kids wouldn't look entirely like us, since Mommy and Daddy are different colors.
J: Yeah - Quinn & I tan beautifully.
Q: Yeah - 'cause we're mixed up kids!
M: Yes - you're a mix of Daddy and me.
Then later, Jacob says:
J: Mom - when our baby sister comes out, can I hold her?
M: Of course.
Q: Me too?
M: Of course.
J: And can I sing her a lullaby?
M: Yes - that would be wonderful. Mommy will depend on you for lots of help.
J: Like with diapers?
M: Yes.
J: Okay Quinn - here's the deal. I'll help mom by bringing her clean diapers, and you help mom by throwing the old ones away.
Q: NO WAY!
.... and then my sweet, sweet conversation about singing baby sister lullabyes changed into a discussion about baby poop and stinky things.
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