From the Mouths of (My) Babes

Today was the much dreaded last day of preschool.  Dreaded by Abby because she is worried about never seeing her BFF again (you know, at least until their T-ball game tomorrow morning) and dreaded by me because I am not emotionally stable enough for the end of an era.  The kids were lucky enough to be in the same class with the same teacher and most of the same kids for two years and you know how well I do with goodbyes.  I was able to choke back my tears and squeak out a thank you before I dashed off to my car to cry in peace.  As I was trying to get my mind off my extreme overreaction, I remembered the card Abby wrote to her teacher.  "Deer Mis Kilcup.  I love you.  Hav fun withawt me.  Love Abby."  A few giggles later and my eyes were dry before I hit the freeway (which was probably a good idea).

Tonight, we had planned to go to a baseball game but the torrential down pours made us reconsider.  Instead we rented a movie, ordered a pizza, popped some popcorn and snuggled up to watch, I mean answer 10,000 questions about,  "Yogi Bear."  This evening, however, it came to my attention that although Ben graduated from preschool today, he talks like he just graduated from Harvard.  In just a few hours, I have heard the following:

While picking out the movie, the two of them couldn't seem to agree so I said that one could pick the movie and the other could choose dessert.  Ben said, "Abby can pick dessert.  I'd prefer to choose the movie."  He'd prefer?  What?!

As we watched the previews for the movie, there was one that had something to do with space.  Ben turned to Robbie and asked, "What are they preparing him for?"  Robbie gave him a blank stare so Ben brought it down to his level.  "That guy in the space suit.  What is he getting ready for?"

Just a few minutes later he must have had some popcorn stuck in his throat with all the racket he was making so I asked him if he needed a drink of water.  Pretty soon he was back on the couch saying, "Much better.  That was a good suggestion Momma."

Suggestion?  Preparing?  Prefer?  Does this kid know he's five??

While their summer vacation is just gearing up, my school year is winding down and we have 2 more weeks until the much anticipated "70 whole days together"!!