N: mom are we going too fast?
N: good because if we we’re the police would come give us a ticket and money. Then… we’d have to give all our toys and treasures back to the police!!!!
Nixon was blabbering something ‘important’ to me that I just could not understand. I was trying and stuggling and trying and struggling. Finally…
R: Mom! Just say “Oh… ok…. Nixon!” and then he’ll start talking about something else.
It totally worked! Brilliant!
Reese and Nix were in the bath
R: Nixon! I’m going to get out…
N: no! Don’t leave!
R: don’t worry Nixon you’re not alone.
N: I’m not???
R: no, Jesus is always with you!
N: no he’s not!
R: yes he is Nixon!
N: where is he?
R: patting her heart He’s in here Nixon
We got back from an overnight celebrating our 10 year.
N: mom! Are you still married?????
S: Nixon! Can you please ask your sister for a crayon MUCH nicer than that??
N: Ok, how about I say “please Boo-Boo-Butt??”
S: Trying not to laugh! No, use that’s not kind try again.
N: Ok, I think I’ll say “boo-boo-butt”
N: Can we go meet Jesus….on Saturday?
Swinging Nixon in the backyard in silence (rare with him)
N: Mom! Did you know… Jesus lives in our hearts?