Tuesday, August 23, 2005

From the mouth of my baby

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Overheard tonight:

Ethan: Daddy, I don't want you to die.

Adam: Don't worry buddy, I'm not dying. Why did you ask that?

Ethan: Because I don't want a new Daddy with blonde hair.

dena at 7:34 PM



at 9:26 PM Blogger soapbox.SUPERSTAR said...

Was he referring to me?

at 6:10 AM Blogger dena said...

Oh my! He really was paying attention to the lines we were feeding them that night.

at 10:30 AM Blogger flu said...

...it's a very valid concern he has there - a new daddy with blonde hair would likely ruin everything.

Hi, Michele sent me

at 2:43 PM Blogger Little Miss said...

I found you from soapbox.superstar. and I've been laughing at your comments...I just had to come over and read your blog.

this one takes the cake! (crap. now i have the giggles.) thanks for sharing!

at 2:29 AM Blogger utenzi said...

Tsk-tsk-tsk. Now Dena--why would Ethan have that particular concern? *blush*

at 8:00 AM Blogger panthergirl said...

Awww.... My son was completely death-obsessed at that age. I'd be driving him to school and we'd both be in tears while he wailed about not wanting me to die, not wanting to die himself, etc. He never mentioned haircolor, though!

Here via michele today!

at 8:34 PM Blogger Carmi said...

Our five-year-old has been broaching the topic of death more often of late, and I suspect part of it has to do with my father's health. He's such an insightful little man that it often makes me want to cry.

Beautiful picture and beautiful sentiment. Thanks for sharing both.


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