And here are two stories about Ethan to brighten your day. :)
The first one is told by Ian:
Tonight the boys asked me for a song. I said okay and sang one of the songs common in our house:
I love my boysies, oh yes I do.
I don't love anyone
like I love you (and Mom and Elena too).
I love my boysies, I do (do, doooo).
Oh boysies, I love you (doo-biddy-doo.... Bonk).
On my way out of their room Ethan asked me whether I really didn't love anyone else like I love him and his brothers, and Elena, and Mom. I told him that I love him and all my children as much as you can possibly love someone, and mommy a little more. So he threw a curve ball and asked about my Dad & Mom. So I told him, "Yes, them too."
About 10 minutes later I had gone back up to play some guitar and sing. It's been too long since I've done that. I pretty much sang them to sleep. As I got up to put the stool back in their bathroom, Ethan seemed to wake up and he said to me "Dad, you know that song, where you sing that you don't love anyone like you love us?"
"Yes," I replied, "Just your mommy."
"You know," he said, "That's kind of how I love chicken wings... Only we don't eat the people we love."
I almost didn't make it down the stairs :)
And from me:
When I picked him up from school today, he said they get a 'compliment party' on Friday (if another teacher or someone give the class a compliment, they add a letter to the word 'compliment' on their board, and when they finish, they get a party). I asked what type they are having this time (last time was popcorn) and he said they are doing Show and Tell. I asked him what he was thinking of taking. He said he wanted to take his crystals, from his crystal growing set. I told him it wasn't grown yet, so maybe he could think of something else. He said his Zhu Zhu pet.
Jokingly I said, "You could take your sister." *laugh*
He was quiet for a minute and then he said, "I could but I don't think she'd like it very much staying in my backpack until it was time to take her out."
HA!!
