Nick's in bed, Erik's at work, I'm at the computer, and Xander is at the table eating crackers for a bedtime snack. He doesn't usually get a bedtime snack (ever) but Erik surprised us by coming home for an hour between jobs and we all ate dinner early. I'm not surprised Xander is hungry.
As I was reading emails, Xander was chatting nonstop about the shape of the crackers he was eating and what was in them and whether or not they were broken.
Then he said, "Never give up, Mommy."
I said, "Okay, I won't. Thank you for sharing that with me, Xander."
He said, "You're welcome."
It is a satisfying sight to see my little/big guy sitting at the table with his eyes closed because he is enjoying his food that much.
Okay, now I bothered him by looking at him too much. He made a noise at me. I asked if he wanted me to stop looking at him. He said, "Yes, you can look at me one time." What an annoying mommy I am. :)
Wait. The saga continues. I studiously avoided looking at him, so he made animal noises. I still didn't look at him, so he walked up next to my face with his mouth stuffed full of banana and made the noises in my ear. I looked at him. He was satisfied.
I just can't stop with the funny things he's talking about! This is the best part and the worst part about four-year-olds: their chatter and their insistence that you listen to them and respond the "right" way. Anyway, he started jumping around the coffee table on one leg until he fell over into the couch and hit his head. I asked if he was all right. He said, "Mm-hmmm. That needs practice."
Okay, just one more. Earlier he said, "I will be Iron Man," and flew around the living room with his arms out in a superhero fashion. I asked him where he saw Iron Man. He said it was the Iron Man commercial. Of course.
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