One Wednesday night after church classes were over, B hit two of the teenagers that were playing with him. When the Hubs was talking to him about his behavior in the car on the way home, he asked B why he had hit them. B's response: "Because I am so frisky like the pokey little puppy."
The next night, the Hubs and I were having a conversation. B kept trying to tell me something, but the Hubs and I were still having this conversation. Finally, B said, "Daddy, when I am talking to Mommy, don't uhstract me!" (I think he meant distract.)
That same night, the Hubs sent B to our bedroom to get his bag that he takes to school which is pretty heavy. B got to our bedroom doorway with the heavy load and said, "Uh, guy, a little help here?"
One night we were getting ready to read our Bible story with the kids, and B started talking about how he hoped it was the story about how Jesus died on the cross because that is one of his favorites. It started a discussion about Jesus's death and resurrection, and we asked B why Jesus died on the cross. When exasperation, he said, "He died on the cross for our sinned." Stifling my giggles, I asked B if he had any sins. He nodded his head no, and with a very thoughtful look on his face said, "I have five senses."
He has always been a ham with a hilarious sense of humor--even when he doesn't mean to. This reminds me of a time when he was about two and just learning to talk. I am not even sure if CeCe had been born. He was really crying and melting down about something. I looked down and him and said, "This is ridiculous. You need to pull yourself together." He instantly stopped crying and with a completely serious face, he said, "I am NOT a kuzzle." (At this time a lot of his words started with k, so he actually meant puzzle.) I immediately went from being annoyed with him to cracking up!
I love this kid! He constantly has us in stitches!
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