Conversations with Silas

In the car this week:

S- Mommy, do you have any babies in your tummy?
M- No bud.
S- How do you get babies in your tummy?
M- Well, we pray and ask God. He decides who gets babies.
S- Ok, I am going to ask for two. A baby brother and a baby sister. I want both.

Bedtime

Silas was putting one of my birthday cards back into the envelope.
 Me: Silas, come on. It is bedtime.
 Si: Just a second Mommy.
 Me: Silas...
 Si: Mom, I am trying to email this letter!

10 minutes later...
Whining from bedroom. I walk in to see everything in Si's bed stacked on top of each other. He is trying to "make a tall bed to sleep on" and the pug dog "doesn't stay in his spot."

20 minutes later..
Hysterical crying from bedroom. I walk in to see what limb has fallen off causing Si so much pain that he is completely melting down. Oh, he was fine. Dr. Paul Stripes had just fallen out of the bed becuase Si tried to stack him up to "make a rectangle" with all of the things in his bed. You couldn't even see into the bed because Si had the entire rail covered.

Epic Beard

 

Richard let his beard grow from July 12 until right before Christmas. It was pretty amazing. He HAD to acutally shampoo and condition it... trust me. (Otherwise it was out of control and super smelly.) He finally couldn't take it anymore and shaved. We had to start the process cutting it with scissors because it was so thick.

 

 

 

 The Aftermath

Man, shedding that hair made him look a few years younger!

Christmas

 

 

Silas LOVED Santa this year. So much for him ever giving us that screaming pic. Ha! He talked to Santa for about 15 minutes. He had been telling us for 3 weeks he wanted roller skates. Suddenly, in Santa's lap, that story changed.
 

 

The only thing Silas asked for this Christmas was "a blue tricycle with a horn and a bell and 5 helmets." Santa found one, and R and I were so excited for Si to see it on Christmas morning. R set up with the video camera to capture the first glance of the trike. I got him out of his bed. He walked around the corner... and instead of a wonderful reaction we got, "Well, there it is." Bahaha! It was priceless. (Many thanks to Granddaddy who helped Santa by putting it together!)

 

Thanks. A. Lot. Chubbs. The drums were such a great gift.

 

 

 

Richard's family does not take a group picture every year. Hopefully, I can change that ASAP!! (As in next year.)

Sweet Rudy the Dog Tisdale

Things I Want to Remember

Me- Si, what animals live in the ocean?
S- Jaguars!
Me- Jaguars don't live in the ocean. They live in the jungle!
S- But they can swim.
Me- Silas, what lives in the ocean?
 S- Fine! Whales! And we can ride on their backs!

Noise from the bedroom- Bleeeeech! (repeat multiple times)
Me- Silas! What are you doing?
S- My animals are giving me medicine and I am saying "bleeeeech!"

January 28, 2013 Silas began running like a big boy!

 It took until he was almost 3... but he unrolled an entire roll of toilet paper throughout the house. He claimed it was a monster truck track.
 

 

Silas loves to "fight" with Daddy all. the. time. It is hilarious. He is becoming pickier regarding food, unless it is chocolate. He does not like broccoli---he says he doesn't eat curly things. Playing pretend is Si's favorite right now. 

 

A couple of nights ago, we heard him playing in his crib about 45 minutes after we put him down. He was straddling the crib bumper. When we inquired what he was doing, he said he was riding his school bus motorcycle and asked if we wanted to ride too.

He LOVES to put the chairs up on Wednesday night at church after supper. It is his favorite part of church right now I think.

Silas still says "sum-prize" for surprise. I love it. He asks for one about 3 times a day. LOL!

January 31, 2013 Lottie Moon Christmas Offering Shepherd Tisdale passed away. We are still so sad.

Monsters

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. :)

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.