The other day I overheard the boys having a discussion with Mark about the meaning of “being rich.” As Mark tried to explain the different ways that people can describe “richness,” I chuckled wondering how this abstract idea might materialize in their heads: needs/wants, having/not having, giving/receiving. . . etc. Finally, Liam interjected.
Liam: So those guys that we sometimes see sitting on the street — they’re poor right?
Mark: Right.
Liam: They might need our (his and Burke’s) coins to buy food.
Mark: They might.
Burke (in a “this is obvious tone”): Well they need food so their bodies can grow healthy and strong.
Liam: Then, we better hurry before their bodies shrivel up!
(And then they went back to their room to play.)
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Yesterday, I made snickerdoodle cookies for a meeting we were having. Before the boys went to bed, I allowed them to split a cookie. After each taking bites, Burke exclaimed, “MOM, this tastes just like a COOKIE!” I just laughed.
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Today, while getting the boys a snack, Burke ran up to me, “Mom! I willy want some Thomas.” “Excuse me?” “Thomas. I want some thomas for snack.” “Babe, I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about.” “There (pointing in the refrigerator)! Thomas!” “Oh, hummus. It’s called hummus, Burke.” “Yeah. That. It’s willy good.”
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Love that Burke has his own names for things…reminds me of Kevin. Maybe it’s that early March birthdate, or the second son, or just that they really do march to their own drummer. Yay for that!