Silly Things I Want to Remember

To make it to the temple we have devised a new system with our friends. We swap Saturdays. A couple weeks ago it was our turn and we left at 4:45 and made it back by 11:30. It was genius. When Tate woke up to us not there, he saw the parent, asked why he threw a frisbee on the roof, informed him I had boughten Cheetos, used the bathroom, got dressed and was ready to roll all within 5 minutes. This kiddo lives for the adventures that await. I have to plan at least one day in advance with something exciting each day just so Tate can fall asleep each night looking forward to the next grand adventure.

Recently I feel like the two main tracks in Tate's mind are trains and pets, and they seem to manifest themselves in all places. In church Tate shared with all of Junior Primary the following story, "I was on the train tracks, I said Uh-oh, I jumped on to the grass, I was safe, and then I felt the Holy Ghost." I am so glad he is already feeling the Holy Ghost and very willing to share; I am just a little concerned with when he was feeling it because I don't remember this occurrence. He also informed everyone that a pal is a dog while learning the line, "My daddy is my favorite pal.."  Last week he enlightened the Singing time teacher that the lines on the floor for basketball looked like train tracks. I am so glad I get to be in primary and listen to some of the things he shares. I will forever wonder what he says in class.

While playing hide and seek Tate  Ian, and I ended up under a blanket with talking trains. The boys took this moment to discover that there were teeth in my mouth by the light of the little train, apparently the light of day was not sufficient. With the accompanying phrases that those blessed locomotives repeat over and over and over we have yet to kill a battery in one; I consider this a blessing and a curse. I attribute this not only to their amazing battery life, but my diligence at keeping talking trains out of tubs, toilets, and Tate's and Ian's drinks.  Following this Ian spent the rest of the night saying ahh. He is either ready for the dentist or aspiring to be one.

I love these silly boys!