From the mouth of Miles

Posted on Monday~ March 31, 2009
Miles returned from a trip to the home improvement store with Daddy, holding an empty Blizzard cup. Apparently he knows that I like him to eat healthy and not have too much sugar because the first thing he said was, "Mom, this is just a cup of ice and it comes with a spoon so you can scoop up the ice and eat the ice it's just ice."

So we talked about lying. I asked him to look at me and told him I don't mind if he has ice cream. I said he can always tell me the truth. Then I asked him what he had eaten and he said,

"Milk."

I suppose that's progress, getting just a little closer to the truth?

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He's sitting at the table drawing pictures and he asks me to tell him a story about what he's drawing. So I asked him what the drawing was and (of course) he said, "A monster."

So I made a lame attempt at telling a story.

Miles promptly interrupts and says, "No, that's not the story! The story is that the monster comes to eat us but I came flying in because Buzz Lightyear helped. And I didn't know what to do so I was Superman so I wiped off his mouth with cardboard."

Oh. I'm sorry. I don't know how I could have gotten that story wrong.

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We were in the car and a song I love came on when we got to Target (yes, we're pretty much always going to Target when we're in the car.) We pulled into our parking space and I took a minute to listen to the song and say some prayers for Stellan.

Miles actually waited patiently for about a minute and then he gently said, "Mom, you forgot to unbuckle yus." I told him that I just needed a little more time and he asked why. I said I was thinking about baby Stellan. He sat quietly for another minute and I thought about how we've talked a little bit about Stellan, when we've prayed for him. But I was wondering if Miles really understands that sort of thing. I've simply told him that Stellan's heart isn't working right so the doctors are trying to fix it.

Then he said, "Mommy...I'm sad about that baby because that baby didn't do anything to have his heart not work right."

(Pregnant pause while I fight the tears and try to think of what to say.)

"You're right honey, that's what makes it especially sad."

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"Mom, I'm mad at Winter. It's taking too long. It's so cold and it's RUDE."

Amen, brother.

So we wait impatiently for Spring.