The Chronicles of . . . Us:): For whom the bell tolls. . .

Sometimes you just wonder what is being thought in their little heads. Tonight, Cooper was trying to help his daddy by walking on his back. I was in the bathroom, and I heard him tell John that his tattoo was going away. I guess because the lines of John's tattoo have faded over the years, Cooper was comparing that to how his fake tatoos rub off over time. John said, "Yeah, I'm getting old." Cooper suddenly became concerned and said in a sad voice "Are you going to go away? Are you going to go away and somebody else is going to be my Daddy?" Oh, it was priceless.

Later, when I was tucking Cooper in, we said a prayer (which we have not done in a while). At the end of the prayer, as usual, I always say that we want to thank God most of all for sending his son, Jesus, to die on the cross so that we could be saved and go to heaven some day when we die. I know that was probably not the best choice of words for a three year old, but I have never been good that that part of mothering:) Cooper became concerned and said "But you're not going to die Mommy?" I, of course said "No, I'm not going to die honey," and he said "When you die Mommy, Jesus is going to get you, and he is going to take you to heaven." (almost as if this was a bad thing). I said "Yes, honey, Mommy is not dying anytime soon, but when I do, Jesus is going to take me to heaven, you can count on that. I can't help but wonder what his little mind was thinking as he was laying in his bed trying to go to sleep. I sure hope that John and I assured him that we are not going anywhere:)

In other news:), Lena gave Cade his first kiss at church today, and I missed it. She is really into kisses right now. She doesn't have much interest in her babydolls, but she carries her and Cooper's stuffed animals around the house and can often be seen giving them a big kiss as she carries them from place to place. It is sooo cute!

I realized on Saturday that I might not get her out enough. As most of you know, that will be reading this at least, I am not one to take the kids shopping with me. Most of the time, I will call Memaw or do any shopping when John is off work. One was manageable, but two is too stressful, at least for me. Anyway, Daddy took Cooper to the park yesterday (that's where he got the busted lip in the pics below), and Lena and I went to BJ's. Well, I told Daddy when I got back that you would have thought that I kept her locked in a dungeon and never let her see people the way that she was smiling and carrying on at BJ's. She was flirting and grinning at everyone in sight. I thought she was going to break her neck trying to get the attention of a little boy that was riding in a buggy across the aisle from us. She put on quite a show and was stopping everyone in their tracks. When we left, the lady checking us out said "You got it girl, you got ALL the money." All this without a morning nap. I am not sure what was in to her, but she was certainly full of herself. Maybe it was just that she got to be Lena without Cooper there to distract her, I don't know for sure. Today in church, Kim commented that she was so dramatic. I said, yeah, if you only knew. I have two drama queens at my house, and it's quite the roller coaster ride, and I have a feeling that we haven't even seen the half of it.

Lena feeding Cooper Spaghetti