What Child Is This?

I'm beginning to despair of ever catching up on this blog. Perhaps once this week is over, unless someone else gets sick. Though, there's no one else who CAN get sick at this point; the pediatrician joked that he should really give us a rewards card.

Anyway, before I forget, three things:

1) Cody lost another tooth last week. At school, thank God. The Tooth Fairy left him some really interesting coins (gold and silver dollars, etc.) that thrilled him when he found them under his pillow Friday morning. When I picked him up for speech therapy, he had them jingling in his pocket. I gave him The Look and told him he should have left them at home. He said, "But I was hoping we would see Mr. Murphy again." Mr. Murphy is a homeless man we often pass near the speech office. We always stop and give him whatever we have and Cody chats with him. I was confused for a moment. "You want to show Mr. Murphy what the Tooth Fairy brought you?" I asked. "No, Mom," he replied earnestly. "I'm going to give it to him."

2) Cordelia, today: "Mommy, what's wrong with your eye?" Me: "I actually have pinkeye, sweetie. So does Daddy. Don't ask me how, but we have pinkeye." Emma giggles and pipes up, "NO YOU DON'T! Silly Mommy, you have BLUE EYES!"

3) Cody, one minute and zero segues later: "Mom? How was Jesus born?" Me, panicking: "Um. In a stable. In Bethlehem." He sighed and said, "I know that, Mom. Not where was he born. How was he born? How did Mary get Jesus out of her body?" Me: "Hey, look at the lights on that house over there! That's a huge snowman! Have you ever seen a snowman so huge?" Cordelia: "Too bad Dr. Weltman wasn't there in Bethlehem."