This week Michael and I had some pretty interesting conversations that I would like to share with you.
The first was Wednesday night on the way to Open House at school (which went well). We were talking about his new friends that I might get to meet and he said "By the way, I have a new girlfriend."
"Oh really" I responded.
"Yes" he said "and you're not going to like this."
"What is that?"
"She hugged me."
I hid my smile and asked, "Does that mean she thinks you're her boyfriend?"
And his reply was - "No but I told her, 'you don't know it yet but you love me'." No self esteem problems in this kid!
The second conversation was after I picked him up from his first week of church school yesterday. He asked "Mom did God make Transformers?"
I said, "I guess indirectly since he made the people that invented Transformers and all of the materials that go into them. Why?"
He said, "Well, my teacher wanted us to write down our favorite thing that God has made and I wrote 'Transformers'. Is that okay?"
"I am sure it is just fine."
The third conversation was on the way home from the store last night. He asked "Where do puppies come from?"
"From the Mommy dog's belly" I answered nervously.
"I know that," he said. "How do they get out of her belly?"
My mind worked frantically and I came up with "well, when the puppies are ready to be born, the muscles in the Mommy's belly pushes them out into the world." And then I held my breath, waiting for the next question from that subject that every parent dreads.
But, "Oh" was all he said. I think I bought myself some time but I better get my story straight for next time.
And the last conversation was tonight while we were waiting for a movie to start. He said "My church school teacher asked us all to say what is special about us. And, I said "I have a port in my chest'."
According to Michael she said that he was very special because of that and that she knows this because her daughter used to have a port just like Michael's. And, if you could have seen the look in Michael's eyes, you would know how much that meant to him.
Until next time, please keep Michael in your thoughts and prayers, JoAnne.