Silas has been seeing monsters every night in his room for about three months now...well, ever since we got back from Slovenia. We have talked to him about how monsters are not real unless they are sweet like Elmo, about how monsters could never get in our house, and most importantly about how when we are scared we can pray, asking God to protect us and help us to be brave like David.
Well, a few days ago, Richard had had it. (The night before, Si called us in there screaming that a monster named Buddy crawled through his window wearing a pink shirt. Our son has a vivid imagination!) After about 5 minutes of screaming about monsters, Richard went in and told Silas there were no monsters and if he said anything about monsters again, he would get a bare bottom spanking. At that point, Silas, with tears in his eyes, pointed to the ceiling and said, "But Daddy, he is right there!"
Sure enough, Si's nightlight was shining up through his lamp (which was on top of his bookcase), and it made what appeared to be a face with eyes and a mouth on the ceiling. Whoops! We both felt awful! He had never pointed it out to us before, even when we asked him where the monsters were. The lamp has been moved now and the monsters are gone. :)
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Friday, October 5, 2012
Conversations to Remember
Si: What does God's hair look like?
Me: I don't know, buddy.
Si: It looks like this. (Puts both hands on head with fingers pointing up) It isn't down like mine. It is up.
Me: How do you know that? Have you ever seen God?
Si: No, Mommy, you have to go to heaven to see God!
This Sunday morning-
Si: I don't want to go to church.
R: Mrs. Leah will miss you!
Si: I don't want to go.
R: Well, who will tell Mrs. Leah about the circus?
Si: Paxton can.
(Paxton was not at the circus, but Si knew he would be in Sunday School)
After church, right after everyone buckled in-
Si: Well, I am NEVER going to church again!
R and I ignored his declaration and turned the radio on to cover our laughter.
To Grandmother-
Si: Mrs. Rebecca and Mr. Matt have a baby at their house. I don't have a baby at my house. I need one at my house.
Me: I don't know, buddy.
Si: It looks like this. (Puts both hands on head with fingers pointing up) It isn't down like mine. It is up.
Me: How do you know that? Have you ever seen God?
Si: No, Mommy, you have to go to heaven to see God!
This Sunday morning-
Si: I don't want to go to church.
R: Mrs. Leah will miss you!
Si: I don't want to go.
R: Well, who will tell Mrs. Leah about the circus?
Si: Paxton can.
(Paxton was not at the circus, but Si knew he would be in Sunday School)
After church, right after everyone buckled in-
Si: Well, I am NEVER going to church again!
R and I ignored his declaration and turned the radio on to cover our laughter.
To Grandmother-
Si: Mrs. Rebecca and Mr. Matt have a baby at their house. I don't have a baby at my house. I need one at my house.
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