One more cute kid story...

So, Dana was talking to Andrew the other day as they were making dinner. They talked about his friends and what happened at school, what she did, the normal conversations. She mentioned that she had talked with my sister about his cousin Tyler who is a senior in High School and looking for colleges. She asked Andrew if he wanted to go to college.

"Why is everyone bugging me about college. Do I have to go soon?"

It seemed early for 2nd grade, but Dana had thought that maybe they had mentioned it in school or maybe in a story they were reading. So she ventured on for a little more detail, "who has been bugging you about college?"

"Dad. Every time he watches football he asks if I want to go to college and I don't want to play football because I am not very good."

Dana assured him that he did not have to play football in order to go to college, and in fact, if he did not want to go to college at all, that would be OK, too. She said there was an audible sigh of relief from Andrew.

Cute Kids Memories

I know that I am not the only parent who thinks their child is cute, adorable, and the perfect angel-- most of the time, but it is amazing to me that all those cute memories that I once had go so quickly. Last night after dinner we had cupcakes for dessert. In our never ending food negotiations, I told Delaney that if she had three more bites of broccoli, then she could have a cupcake for "bessert". This was the cute way that she used to talk. Her "b's" and "d's" always being mixed up when she was younger and learning to talk. Instead of the reaction I was looking for with her consuming broccoli as fast as she could get it on her fork, she lectured me that the correct way to say the word was "dessert" and that she knew this because her teacher had told them in school and she was surprised a Dad didn't know this already. After I showed her the pink frosting, she did eat her broccoli.

There was a time that we were going to write down all the cute sayings that my children had when they were younger. I had visions of a fancy scrapbook with fancy writing and accompanying pictures and stories so we could look back on the good times when I was old and sitting in a rocking chair on my front porch. Instead, I was busy and time marched on and I can barely remember the cute things that Delaney used to say, let alone Andrew five years ago. I guess, all I am saying, is take the time to enjoy them and write them down so your memories are still there, even a few short months ago.