Lucas and Megan and I were discussing the goats that Rachel was telling Lucas about on Sunday (Josh and Wendy's). I asked Lucas if he was going to bring one home and he said, "Yeah." We asked him where he would keep a goat and he said, "In the closet".
I was reading Lucas this ridiculous book about a little boy learning to use the potty. We were discussing how peeing on the floor (one of Lucas' pastimes) was not ok. I said, "The carpet doesn't like pee very much." He replied, "Yeah, the carpet not like pee, only cat hair." Ha!!
Elisha is in the hospital getting IV antibiotics for her leg (ouch) and we decided to make a card. Lucas painted it and I asked him what we should write inside. This was his message (the first two lines are all him. The last two took a little pulling): Good morning! Your picture is done. Are you okay? I love you Sheesha!
One of my favorite things Lucas does reminds me of the "age" we're living in. Very rarely does Lucas pretend to talk on the phone. Instead he takes my old cell phone (aka Lucas' toy) and sends "messages" to Miles, Easton, Daddy, and sometimes even one of the girls. He talks out loud as he does it, which is what I do when telling him I'm sending a message: ". . . I . . . am . . . coming . . . to . . . pick . . . you . . . up . . . Easton!" I want him to know I'm sending messages for a reason, communicating something, instead of blindly pitter-pattering away on my qwerty keyboard, unaware of my surroundings. It's important for me to teach Lucas to communicate, in a lot of ways, even via text. (;
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