Words of Wisdom from the Wee Man

I don't understand how someone so little can talk so much, so fast, for so long and never take a breath. But, yes, my dad used to tape-record me and I know I did the same thing when I was four, but as a parent...I'm wowed and worn out!

I love all of his "Isaac-isms" and when he grows out of each one, I mourn a little. One "hanger-on" I dearly love is "up-in-the-morning," which is not the same as "morning" it is the time when we are all "up!"

"Mom, can I have a donut before I go to bed?"
"No."
"Can I have one up in the morning?"

"Can I watch my train movie up in the morning?"

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Lately, he's been talking about what things will be like when he grows up. But he never says, "when I grow up..." he says "when I grow up to be a dad" or "when I'm a dad." I love that, already, being a father someday is a "given" to him. Of course, he's got lots of time to change his mind! We once wondered if the priesthood would be in his future (and it still could be. We don't know God's plans) but the older he gets, although he loves Fr. Jack, he knows for sure he doesn't want that vocation!

His CCD class had a special guest (a seminarian) on Sunday and I asked Isaac lots of questions about the class and what they talked about. He said "that guy who talked to us? He is getting ready to be a priest!" I was impressed that Isaac paid attention, and that the seminarian had told the kids that. I told Isaac that was true, he is going to be a priest and asked him if HE would like to be a priest someday. "Nooooo!" he laughed. Well, OK. "But I do want to be the guy who stands up there and talks in the microphone!" Ah, a lector. That's a good way to minister, too.

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"When I grow up to be a dad, you can come visit me at my house!"
"Well, that's nice of you!"
"You can come over anytime you want!" (I'm sure he'll change his mind on this one!)
"OK, I'll come visit, but I'll call first, OK?"
"OK, you'll say 'can I come over?' and I'll say 'sure!'"
"Thank you for that! I like that I can visit you at your house!"
"Yeah, but you gotta bring dinner."

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Tonight, on the way home, we were listening to one of my mix CD's and there is a Don Henley cover of Warren Zevon's "Seaching for a Heart," to which I was singing along. Isaac said "How come you can't start it like a car or stop it like a gun?" Now do I try to explain metaphors to such a young kid? Hm. I said that love can be hard to explain and it isn't always easy and sometimes we don't understand why we love the people we love, we just do. And when we do love them, it is hard to stop. (or something like that).

"I could stop love. I could stop loving my mom."
(WHAT?!?!)
"Not you, my other mom."
(Ooh! Adoption conversation?!)
"You mean your birth mom?"
"No! My OTHER mom, the one I'll have when I grow up to be a dad."
(Hm...)
"Do you mean your wife?!"
"Yeah!"
(HA!)
"I could stop loving her. I could just say 'you're annoying, I don't love you anymore'."
(OUCH)
"Well, we don't stop loving people just because they annoy us sometimes. Your daddy annoys me sometimes, but I still love him."
"Yeah, you just get mad at him."

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Isaac has always had good balance and good hand-eye coordination. Like many other nervous parents, I watched all of his early milestones very carefully and he had great fine motor skills very early on - grabbing things, pushing buttons, making things "work," and he walked by the time he was 10 months old. He loves to build and create with his Legos. So, not that you can tell at FIVE...but maybe someday he'll be in engineering or architecture.

Tonight when we were cuddling at bedtime, he told me this long, breathless story about the house he will have when he grows up. In his bedroom, there will be a TV on every wall, so no matter what position he is in, he can comfortably see the screen. Pat and I will both have beds in his house. Pat's will be round and black and mine with be heart-shaped and pink with "sparkly things" on it. I have heard about heart-shaped beds, but never imaged one in my SON'S house!

He said that the dining room table and chairs will be up in the air, so you have to climb a ladder to get up there (I wouldn't want to set THAT table!). I asked him what he would cook for us and he said "scrambled eggs and bacon and biscuits and bread with butter and jelly...YUM! And...soup!"
"What kind of soup?"
"Brown noodle soup."
"What can we have to drink?"
"Coke."
(OF COURSE)

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And finally...Isaac kissed the tip of his thumb and pressed it on my chest while we were talking."There, now you have a kiss-print on your heart!"
I'm a lucky (but often tired) mom!