Ezra the Handful...

I sometimes joke that I prayed for patience, and God gave me Ezra. Silly, but I think it's true. Let me preface this by saying that Ezra is a wonderful, smart, funny, and loving little boy. However, he has a nasty little temper and he's quite a spirited little boy. Many of my requests of him end in responses such as, "NO! NEVERRRRR!" (it's terribly hard not to giggle at that one) or "I not play wif you anymore!" Then when he's been sent to his room, he rattles off with the ultimate, "I want a new mommy!" Oh my! LOL!

Well, I have become more patient than I used to be.

Kids Say the Darnedest Things... Especially Mine...

These came at completely different times (though recent), but they all came to mind today.

Anna: "Daddy has a black mustache that is NOT curly."
Me: "No, he doesn't."
Anna: "Nope, because he's not French."


Ezra: "Mouses don't like Man Chickens!"


Allison: "I think I'm popular because I make fun of my whiteness"


Really kids? Really? LOL!