Bud was sitting with us as we had the discussion, and was excited when we talked about getting him out on the 2-wheeler with training wheels this summer and letting Big have his old tricycle to ride. As the conversation was ending I said to Bud, "If we have enough money by summer, we'll get you a bike in a color that you'll really love, okay?" At this, Bud got even more excited and shouted out, "Yes!! In pink!" Guess we can just save that money after all. What can I say? We have a boy who's secure enough in his manhood to unabashedly flaunt his love of pink. (Here's to hoping the neighbor boys think it's as cool)
We have a map of Oregon that has illustrations to help show points of interest and teach facts about Oregon. Near the town of Joseph, Oregon, there is a drawing of Chief Joseph, the famous Nez Perce Indian for which the town is named. When Big pointed at Chief Joseph, I told him that he was a Native American. Later, I realized that Big was calling him a "Little America"-- a hotel with a restaurant that Rophone's 102 year old grandma likes to take us to. Kinda funny.
The funniest conversation occurred this morning as I emerged from the shower to find I had an audience.
Bud: "I really like your boobs, Mom."
Me: "Um. Thanks."
Bud: "What's so cool is that your boobs and your bum are kinda the same!"
Me: "Um. Really?"
Bud: "Yeah! They both have cracks! The crack in your bum is kinda like the crack between your boobs!"
Me: "You're right, Bud. That is kinda cool."
*(Note to self: Lock door to bathroom next time you shower)