1) Breydon and I ate dinner with Mom and Dad while John was at a golf outing. Breydon leaned over to me and said, "Mommy, Mamaw's name is Debbie." I said, "I know. Do you know Papaw's name?" He thought for a moment then said, "Spence!" I said, "Yes. Now what is Mommy's name?" He said, "Mother." I laughed then said, "What's Daddy's name?" Without any hesitation at all he said, "John." I think he probably hears me hollering that name quite often. There'd better be no comment, Honey!!!
2) Breydon was in the kitchen. He was walking away from me while he was talking to me and ran right into the corner of our bar. After checking to make sure that he was okay, I did my best to try to console him. I said, "Buddy, you need to be careful." He said, "Okay, Mom." He wanted to watch TV in our room so we headed to the bedroom. He was still upset and started to hop onto our bed. He didn't take a big enough jump and started to fall off. I must have looked at him with an expression of wanting him to be careful. He just held up his hand (as in the talk-to-the-hand mode) and said, "Mommy, it was all part of the plan."
3) Breydon had Gymboree on Wednesday night. While he was there he had to use the restroom. I was so proud of him for telling the teacher that he had to use the restroom. I happened to think that he's never really had anyone take him to the restroom but family. When we got into the car after class, I asked him how his restroom trip went with Ms. Carol. He said, "Okay. Oh, wait a minute, it didn't go okay." I said, "Well, Buddy, what happened?" He said in his dramatic way, "Well, Mom, I pottied all over the place and it went all over her socks!" Hope we're allowed back in the doors next week!
