Yesterday Church_Mouse was working from home and I was doing kitchen chores and decided to have CoolJ help me unload the dishwasher. Since he's only four, I try to keep it simple. The easiest part for him to do is put away the silverware. He was watching TV and I asked him to come be my helper and unload the silverware for me. I was shocked at his response. On his way to the kitchen he said, "Come be my helper, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH." I couldn't believe I was hearing this from my four year old. I charged him slowly, tackled him, tickled him while saying, "blah, blah, blah" over and over again. He thought that was pretty funny. I don't know where he initially heard this lovely phrase, but he sure is good at properly using whatever he learns.
Since CoolJ is my "baby" I am trying hard to enjoy him all I can. I am with the other kids as well, but once he's a full time student, my years of being a mother of young children will be over. While I'm glad to be done with diapers and toddlers, this precious age of four into five is my very favorite. They say the funniest things and they're so much smarter than we give them credit for.