November 16, 2011

4 year olds rock

On Sunday, I greeted one of my children in the halls of church by saying:

“Hey Weirdo.”

Which caused the eyes to widen and the jaws to drop of the other children in the class.

Of course, my child looked at the other kids strangely, and asked, “What?”

To which the other children said, “Your mom called you weirdo? That’s not very nice.”

So then my glorious child began to list off all the things that I call her. “My mom calls me WEIRDO and TINY and POOPNUGGET and lots of stuff. My mom is super silly.” And she said it matter of factly, because for us, it is the most normal thing in the world. We tease with love.

Then she added, “And my Dad beats me up.”

Starting rumors at church: done.