March 17, 1996: We were talking to Morgan (Murray’s brother in Missouri) on the speaker phone yesterday, about how warm it was here and there, and Rebecca asked him, "Is it Saturday there?" She knows sometimes it's not the same day in Taiwan as here.
March 19, 1996: At church Sunday, Murray said that our friend Kathy was behind a railing where the piano and organ are. Sarah asked her how she got out of there. Kathy told her she didn't know how to get out. So Sarah asked her, "Does somebody bring you food?"
March 22, 1996: Last night I made soup for supper. Sarah was whining and didn't want to eat it. First, she didn't like the meat, then she didn't like the green beans. Murray finally convinced her to take a bite of part of the ingredients, and asked if she liked it. She must have nodded, because he told her to thank me for making it. She said, "Mommy, thank you for some of the soup."
The other night when Sarah was eating supper, she explained to us that after she put a spoon of food in her mouth, she looked at the spoon when she took it out, and there was no food on it. (An interesting discovery.:))
March 25, 1996: The other day Sarah said to me, "Mommy, I wish Renato would come to our house again." Yesterday, she said, "I hope Renato loves Jesus." (Renato was an exchange student from Brazil who lived with us the year before this.)
A couple times recently, Rebecca has been doing something with adults. Then, after hearing the other kids playing loudly downstairs, she said, "I think I want to go down there with them, because they sound like they're having fun."
March 26, 1996: After the kids wash hands for a meal, we always tell them not to pet the kitty. Yesterday at lunch time, Caleb said his foot messed with Rhoda. Then he said, "My foot needs to wash its hands."
Rebecca used to call the tune or melody of a song the "violin" of the song. (Not too many years later, she became a violinist.)
March 27, 1996: We were talking last night about maybe getting rid of Rhoda, because Sarah is so scared of her, and because Rhoda has been so crazy lately. We told the kids that maybe we could get some other pet, and Sarah insisted that she wanted an elephant.
March 28, 1996: Last night we had dinner with some friends of ours. The man, Ken's, son Josh is visiting this week from
. He's fourteen,
and we were talking in the car later about what a nice kid he is. I said we
should tell Ken that Josh is really a nice guy. Rebecca said, "But he
already knows that." Colorado
April 3, 1996: The other day,
took the kids to the mall, and they
went into the eye glasses place to get Sarah's glasses adjusted. The man tried
to put them on Rebecca later instead of Sarah. Sarah told me, "Then he
said in a man's voice (and she made her voice deep)'I'm sorry.'" Murray
April 18, 1996: The other night Caleb said to Murray, "I'm going to give you something; you'll like it. It's a hug!" And he hugged him.
April 26, 1996: Rebecca knows we have wax in our ears. She says the sleepers in our eyes is eye wax, and the junk in our noses is nose wax.
April 29, 1996: Yesterday, Rebecca was running around in the dining room, and Sarah said, "Rebecca, don't gallop like that!"
When I told Rebecca good-night, she said, "Good-night. I hope you dream of me."
May 2, 1996: Yesterday I was really tired, so
took the kids by
himself to dinner and then to church. After church, he called and asked if I
wanted him to bring me some food. He went to McDonalds, and Caleb asked what
he'd got for me. Murray said a hamburger and fries, and Caleb said, "Oh,
when I'm a daddy, and I can't go to church, that's what I want for
Nice you kept this journal of amusing anecdotes! Loved that one with the organ! My sister used to come over to the house every day with Talia (my oldest niece who she babysat) with cute anecdotes of things she said or did. I later called them "Talia Tales." We so loved those stories! Talia was the apple of everyone's eyes. How old were your kids in 1996?
Thanks for sharing!
Great memories, Kathy. Thanks for sharing.ReplyDelete
Rebecca and Caleb born in 1990, Sarah in 1992.ReplyDelete
I did laugh a lot! Thanks for sharing your memories! I printed out 8 pages of your blog. That way I can read them and feel better. Love you!!ReplyDelete