Lucky Day

The boys were here last night and Geoff was talking to Quentin. Quentin told Geoff that he got to sleep in because he was staying with me in the morning. Geoff said he was lucky (because he got to sleep in).

Quentin said "Every day I spend with Gramma Coley is a lucky day!"

It's Just Not a Game Until...

Brandon, Geoff and I took the boys to a Tin Caps (minor league) baseball game on Friday night for Connor's birthday. Brandon got the tickets for free and they were very good seats. We sat in a section where a waitress would take our order and bring food to us. When we first sat down, the waitress put a menu down in front of us.

Connor picked up the menu and asked me to read it to him. I said he should try to read it. He started to read it then handed it to me and asked if I could read it to him. So, I read the menu to him. The last item in the first section was "salad"

He quickly said "I'll have a salad!" I asked him several times before the waitress came back if that's what he really wanted and he never wavered. So when the waitress came back, he ordered a salad.

The waitress asked what kind of dressing he wanted and he said "Olive Garden dressing". I told him they didn't have Olive Garden dressing so he settled for ranch dressing.

I guess it's just not a game until you've had your salad!

Oh, The Pain

It was such a nice day out on Monday, the boys were all playing outside. We were outside with them and Quentin was climbing up the playset to go down the slide. All of a sudden, he started SCREAMING!.

Something hurt his hand. We looked and did not see a splinter and also did not see any wood sticking up. We decided he must have gotten stung. Poppy went inside to get ice and after Daddy comforted him a while, I took him in to clean it up. While I was cleaning it and checking for a stinger or a splinter, Brandon came in with the other two boys.

There was no stinger or splinter but it was swollen around a little hole in his hand. I went in to get something to put on it after washing it. I handed the tube to Brandon.

Quentin (4 1/2 yrs old) said "Wait!" I thought, like any other 4 year old, he would say "is that going to sting?" But he didn't.

Instead, he asked "Is that an antibiotic ointment?"

Brandon said yes and Quentin then said "ok...it won't sting then." and held his hand out to get the ointment on it.

We're New

When Joe Z. died, Connor was about 3 years old.  He asked Brandon why he had died.  Brandon explained to him that he died because he was old.  Connor said, "but we're new.  Right Dad?  We're new."

School for Quentin

This morning, I was helping the boys get ready for school.  Quentin was being very quiet.  I asked him what was wrong, and he said, "I just don't want to go to school."  I asked him why not.  He said, "I already went there THREE times this week!"