Sometimes Bennett seems older than his years, such as when he dropped something in the car and told me, “I seem to have lost it.” Or when he told me, “Please don’t respond to me.” What? Turns out that one was supposed to be “interrupt”, which we figured out when he kept saying, “Don’t inter-respond me.” Because apparently he finds being “inter-responded” “insulating”. You know, when someone says something mean about you: insulating.
I make these notes in my email or on my phone whenever one of the boys does or says something so I don’t forget. Unfortunately, I don’t always remember details, like with this one. I don’t remember what he was talking about, but the boy’s vocabulary is so cute. Maybe we were at the grocery store meat counter and rang the bell. I’m not sure. But he informed us, “We have to ring it every moment.”
When Bennett was born, we called him Peanut. When he got a little bigger, Jeffrey decided he should be Walnut because peanuts are too little. Bennett asked him the other day, “What kind of nut will I be when I’m ten?” (Possibly a famous one if he keeps this up.) Continue reading