Conversations with Brady

While sitting with Brady waiting for guitar lessons, he was asking me question after question. Finally I said "why do you keep asking me so many questions?". He simply said: "because, mom, I am a question asker". So true Brady Mac, so true! 

So Chris, Brady, and I were sitting around the table and talking about which of our kiddos may resemble me.  I mentioned that Brady resembled me when he was younger and he said  "No, mom.  I look like Dad." So I asked him, "who looks like me?"  He said: "Daisy did."  I started cracking up.  "What?"  I know he is set on the fact that boys look like boys and girls look like girls so, in his mind, there is no way any of my children can look like me because I have all boys and I am a girl.  Since Daisy was a girl (our yellow lab), then she must look like me.  So - through my laughter - I say: "She didn't look like Mommy.  Why do you think she looked like Mommy?"  Brady - "Well, you both have eyebrows."  I guess he has a point there.  We both do/did have eyebrows.

"Mom, are we free on May 17th?"  "I don't know, Brady, why?"  "Because my friend in my class invited me to her birthday party."  "Cool.  I am not sure, Brady."  "Free means available, Mom.  That we are able to do something."  Thanks, Brady.  I need that clarification!

Observing my friendly little guy while waiting for his guitar lesson last Saturday...we were waiting for his turn when another little boy was there.  He started small talk with him and then I overheard him say:  "Do you want to be friends?"  I love that about him!