Everyday, the kids say or do at least one silly/crazy/amazing thing that catches me off guard, stops me in my tracks, or sends my heart into my throat. For example:
Nearly three year old Buddy jumping from the second stair up, landing on the floor with his head a scant three inches away from the wall, then looking up at me and laughing.
Punkin referring to Charles Dickens' "A Christmas Carol" as "The Three Scrooges".
As we're rushing in the house after a long day at school/work, Sweet Pea says "You know, Mom... I really hate dreaming of all those sugar plums dancing in my head all the time."
Buddy finally adding "I lah you, Mom!" and "I lah you, doo Mom!" to his repetoire of "things he has to say (and hear) before he can settle down and go to sleep." "I love you, Mom", "Good night Mom", "See you in the morning", and "I love you too, Mom."
Sweet Pea hearing "Little Drummer Boy" and asking all sorts of questions. What's pah-rumpa-bum-bum? Why didn't anyone let them in? Why was there no room? Where was the baby Jesus? What's a stable? And then finally, "Santa will find them somewhere to sleep" uttered with complete faith and confidence.