Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Coming of age

Last evening while walking in the woods with Nathan, the over-protective in me took over, and I would not let Nathan go exploring solo down a muddy ditch.

Nathan says, "Mom! I am a man, and men can go exploring alone or at least with a camera crew."

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Last night after DWtS, I asked Nathan if he loved me the most. (This is a cruel game I play where I try to get Nathan to tell me that he loves me more than his grandparents.)

Nathan says, "I love you with a third of my body, Grandmama with a third of my body, and Nana with a third of my body." Then he farted.

Nathan says, "Not that part of my body."

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Two eyes, two hands
Our lives, our hearts
I love you, Nathan
Even the farts!

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