Thursday Thoughts

Hello, my friends!

It's a gorgeous Saskatchewan wintry day; some wind, big fluffy flakes of snow and -10C (colder than most of our winter has been).

I'm having a home day with only one small interruption so far when my neighbour friend, Alice Kearnan, came for coffee. She's older, lost her husband a couple years ago and loves to bring me fabric and get me to sew random things for her. Today it was a skirt (to sew for her) and MANY seriously amazing and outdated pieces of fabric that I ruthlessly sorted through. She loves to discuss it all and so we talked about what this old green denim could be used for and what kind of dress this white satin and crepe would have made. We even found cross-stitch fabric and an old house-robe pulled apart. Then we sat together and had hot tea while Wyatt climbed the cupboards and measured the couches with his measuring tape.

Yesterday I had a shopping day (with a rather trying 3-year-old) which included a stop at Periwinkle's Quilting Fabrics down on Broadway. I lovety-love that store. They even have a little room with toys where Wyatt contentedly occupied himself. It was heavenly.

Now I'm thinking of making supper: cheeseburger soup and butter-dips.

I'm also contemplating how to unplug the toilet (Gah!! This doesn't go with supper thoughts!!) on main floor where Wyatt unrolled a {WHOLE} roll of toilet paper and then went {STINKS} on top. It's horrific. I have all the candles lit that I can find. The bad thing is that this is the {SECOND} time he's done this! He has really been trying me out lately. Maybe you don't understand the full implications of that thought. What I mean is, Wyatt has been completely IMPOSSIBLE lately. The other night he got up every hour or two all night, no fever, no sickness, no nothing that I could figure out. When we talked about it the next day and I told him that could not happen again or I would 'help' him, he slept all night. He is so very very strong-willed. Oh, deary me! Will he ever manage as a normal human citizen?

What's going on in your realm?

Three

Three

Today (Jan 28) Wyatt Benjamin Esau is three years old! It’s a common thing to hear him say “I’m a man!” On our way home from town the other day we all were saying what we were thankful for. He said, “I’m thankful for God!” He loves listening to My Bible Friends and is often heard repeating parts like “Captain Naaman is a terrible man!” (because he said he would not listen to the prophet) and “Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna!” or “Uncle Jehoida! Uncle Jehoida!” He loves the book Go Dogs Go and the other day in town he said, “Go dogs, go! The light is green now!” I don’t think he knows his colours or his numbers but he has a very keen memory and perception! He’s a slim little boy. He weighs 34 lbs and measures 39” tall. He’s completely potty-trained, sleeps in his crib-turned-toddler-bed and wears size three pants and shirts and size 8 shoes. He loves to sing. He told me the other day “Mom, you and I like to sing songs.” Before Wyatt was born I was worried that another little boy 8.5 years later would be wimpy and spoiled. I need never have worried! Wyatt is 2 going on 15. He wants to do whatever the other men do and be included in everything. If Pat is taking the others shopping for bikes he wants to go too. And if Pat takes the others sledding he is by all means going along too! I think he is a little spoiled but certainly not wimpy. He’s a very agile child. He can climb straight up the walls. He scales the fridge/freezer, stands inside and fills his cup, gets down and shuts the door, all without spilling a drop. Not that I’m proud of it but it certainly is a feat. Wyatt’s Uncle Rennie and Grandpa Dean continue to be his most admired people. He adores them. He chose a shirt the other day (to go to Uncle Rennie’s) that ‘is like Uncle Rennie’ he said. Every cow and horse and bale is like Uncle Rennie’s. And he told Pat the other day “I’m going to get a peter-car like you.” Wyatt has darker hair that’s a bit wavy, long black eye-lashes and hazel eyes. He has fine features, beautiful oval-shaped head and little stick-out ears. Another thing, Wyatt has had asthma for a lot of his life and this winter I’ve been taking him to the chiropractor and he hasn’t needed his puffers at all!! One time I gave him his blue puffer because he was getting pretty wheezy but that day I took him in to Dr. Stacey and he very shortly got better! I’m so very grateful for that! So, in twenty years what will I want to read about this dear little 3-year-old? He loves his blankets and teddies and playing Lego with his brothers. He plays and plays with the toy kitchen his Grandma Lois left here for while they are in Windowrock. He loves to play church and lead songs like Grandpa.  He tries to stand on his head and turn summersaults like Zach. He and Zach fight and fight and fight! He’s very helpful. He helps clean out the dishwasher, set the table, puts things away in different rooms, etc. Not perfectly, of course, but amazingly well. We’re pretty proud of our littlest man.

Wyatt Thoughts

• No, eat porridge by myself, k? Not a chance!
• Mom, daddy says oops-daisy.
• Call, Grandma, now, k?
• Mom, who's that? (About every noise he hears. It's a busy life.)
• Fishy-copter (every helicopter he sees)
• Goodness sakes! (about cousin Ralph's braided hair)
• Mom, daddy says Pete's sake, k?
• Do it self!
• Mommy, I'm tired too. (when he needs a nap)
• Fishy-beak (Pat's RC helicopter front)
• Wade, Rennie, cowboys...
• Missy (Misty) nice, Wade nice, Quinton nice...
• Candy crush, self!!
• My ear hurts terrible much!
• (Praying for dinner) Thank you for... daddy...(I whisper good) mommy... (I whisper good) Colby... (I whisper good) Zach... (I whisper good) (long pause) (I whisper Wyatt?) Good (says Wyatt) Amen
• (Wyatt was sitting in the laundry basket after his shower, naked with his blanket around him. He all sudden jumps out) Forever more!! Pee here!!
• Hokey Dinah sakes!!
• Whoo-hoo canoe!
• Thank you much!
• Sucker! Dummy! (about people he doesn't like)
• You stop it right now, k? (to Colby and Zach)
• Be nice, boys!!
• Beep! Beep! (when he wants someone to move)
• (every time we turn the corner at Co-op in Delisle) GRANDPA's place!!!
• Can we? Can we? Can we?
• (Every time we turn in at Wendel's) Josh place!
• Josh, our place? Should we? Should we? Should we?
• (puts his hands around my face when I put him to sleep) Friends!
• No stinks, just puff.
• cane (for train. and we hear a LOT about canes. He can say truck and track but train, no way.)