Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Hot, Hot, Hot

"Hot, hot, hot," said in a whisper was probably one of the first ten things Talmage learned to say. It is still a favorite phrase, and he uses it often. He loves to get oven mitts, put them on his arm, and go to the oven whispering, "Hot, hot, hot!"
By the way, I can't believe how old this little guy is getting and looking. He has reached the point where after playing outside he smells like a sweaty boy instead of a newly lotioned baby. Today I was having visions of him climbing onto the school bus for his first day of kindergarten (kindergarten is all-day here), and I couldn't stand the thought. I think I just might be one of those "car-drop-off" parents...I know, I'm ridiculous to think that far ahead.

5 comments:

  1. Yes, that is ridiculous. You need another little one running around so you won't have time to think about such things. :) (just kidding)

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  2. I am a car drop off parent and have been for 3 years now. It has actually worn on me so next year Kai gets to ride the bus. I agree with Breanne, you need another little one to occupy those thoughts!!

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  3. Umm, yeah, after Peter plays outside he smells like snow, definitely not sweat. You guys picked the wrong place to live - one should not be sweating in March! :)

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  4. I love sweating in March. It is so much better than freezing in March! But I hate sweating come August.

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  5. Sending a son off to kindergarten (when that day comes) is certainly difficult.

    Sometimes I get a glimpse of the great things that are ahead for these little guys (Talmage and his cousins and friends)...

    It's a bit overwhelming to ponder.
    Love,

    Grandpa Brady

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