Oh, Little Cade-o... He is such a funny fellow... so serious about everything he talks about (especially his animals!). Here are some memorable conversations with him lately...
**His night-night prayer one night: "Dear God, I hope that everybody has a good day tomorrow and that nobody makes a bad choice because that would be a bad day. Then they would have to go to Mrs. Susan's office (the preschool director) and that's a baaaad place! Yep, that would be a BAD day!"
**Another night-night prayer: "Dear God, I'm glad there's no monsters in Mrs. Joy's house (his preschool teacher). And thank you for houses that don't fall down... but the walls of Jericho did!!! (a recent Bible story - obviously one he liked :) The soldiers, they walked around and around those big walls for seven days and (whispering) they didn't say a word! But when the trumpet sound... BOOM! They all fell down!"
**He uses his word "big-un" a lot... like "Momma! Look at this big-un french fry!" (in his best country accent, of course) or "That's a big-un horse right there, Momma!"
**Recently, the kids rode with us for a stop at the funeral home. My brother-in-law's father passed away, so we wanted to be there to support my sister & her husband. We've never taken them to a funeral home before (and wouldn't unless necessary), but the boys have heard us talk about "funeral homes" and "passing away" due to the deaths of great-grandparents. None of our discussions have become too in depth. We've just tried to explain as best we can that these loved ones are living with Jesus now and we go/visit to say good-bye, as well as answering any questions they might ask. Anyway... we had dropped by the funeral home with the kids, and Howie had taken them to the back where they couldn't "see" anything, plus that's where their uncle/aunt were, while I went through the line to pay condolences to the rest of the family. When I got back to Howie, the kids, and some of our other family there, Cade whispered, "Mom, I need to ask you something." So I leaned down for him to whisper in my ear. He asked, "Are we going to Heaven now?" Special boy... we had come to say good-bye & he was ready to go... Sweet, innocent angel
**Recently, the kids rode with us for a stop at the funeral home. My brother-in-law's father passed away, so we wanted to be there to support my sister & her husband. We've never taken them to a funeral home before (and wouldn't unless necessary), but the boys have heard us talk about "funeral homes" and "passing away" due to the deaths of great-grandparents. None of our discussions have become too in depth. We've just tried to explain as best we can that these loved ones are living with Jesus now and we go/visit to say good-bye, as well as answering any questions they might ask. Anyway... we had dropped by the funeral home with the kids, and Howie had taken them to the back where they couldn't "see" anything, plus that's where their uncle/aunt were, while I went through the line to pay condolences to the rest of the family. When I got back to Howie, the kids, and some of our other family there, Cade whispered, "Mom, I need to ask you something." So I leaned down for him to whisper in my ear. He asked, "Are we going to Heaven now?" Special boy... we had come to say good-bye & he was ready to go... Sweet, innocent angel
He is such a precious little boy, and wow, has he grown and begun to mature this year!
We are so proud of you, Cade-o! There is no one like you! We love you so, so much!!
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