Quotables

I have to say that I'm loving age 4 so far. Ethan is asking so many thoughtful questions these days. Our nighttime routine has been especially sweet for me lately because it gives us a chance to talk to him without any interruptions. The conversation tonight tugged at my heart a little more than usual.

Ethan: "Mommy, are you ever going to be a kid again?"

Me: "Nope, I'll never be a kid again."

Ethan: (A little bothered) "Why mommy?"

Me: "Well, we just keep getting getting older every year..." (my lame attempt to try and explain aging)

Ethan: (Still bothered) "Oh...so I'll never be a little baby again?"

Me: (really sad now realizing that he really is growing up, but trying to make him feel good about getting older) "No sweetie, but getting older is fun, you get to do lots of things that you couldn't do when you were little." (all the while failing to mention sore bones, the start of wrinkles, gray hair, etc.)

Ethan: Oh....that just stinks mommy.

This picture was taken last Friday at The District. Ethan is such a proud big brother these days. He's very protective of them and is always trying to guide them around when we're out. Lately, he has been filling the role of second mommy by talking to them when they've made "bad choices".

Me: "Ethan, you're brothers aren't really babies anymore. They're toddlers now."

Ethan: "What's a baller mom?"

Me: "You mean toddler?" "Well...(me, trying not to laugh) a toddler is not a baby, but not quite a big boy yet."

Ethan: "Oh...so my brothers are ballers now."

Papa- this definition is for you:

Taken from the Urban Dictionary (yes, there is such a thing):

Baller: a thug that has made it to the big time or used to describe any thug that is now living large.

Man I love that 4 year old.