Look at this boy . . . take a good hard look. I know I am his mother, so I cannot look at him objectively, but I think he is SO stinking cute--a trait that has saved him more than once!! The following instance was one of those times . . . It is probably the story that will get told to all of his dates and his children someday, I will probably remind him of it when he calls me at some future day wailing about something his own precious child has ruined, and I will hear the echo of my deceased Grandma Andrus saying, "People before things . . ." in her sweet patient way every time I think of this instance. Burke's mother tells a story about a big jar of honey dumped lovingly into the carpet at her home by Burke, Brit, and Mel. Maybe the following story will make her feel like Burke is getting some payback!
It started innocently enough I believe-- Sunday morning dawned and I had to put the finishing touches on my primary lesson (Yes I might have procrastinated a little). Out came a Big Black Magic Marker I made the sign I needed, and hastily put the Big Black Magic Marker in the top drawer of the file cabinet. I don't remember specifically where Preston was, but he was around. He (wisely) didn't make it obvious that he was watching every move I made, and I (unwisely) didn't notice that he was watching every move I made. We went to church and Sunday played out as usual.
Monday morning came early. Rebekah had been up several times in the night getting teeth, and I was tired. Preston was a little sick, and had also been up a few times in the night with fever so I was really tired. By 8:30 I was ready for an afternoon nap, but knowing the impossibility of such a luxury, I decided to settle for 20 minutes of Turbo Jam and a quick shower to get me awake. Rebekah went down for a morning nap so I set about getting my workout and then announced to sleepy Preston that I was going to get a shower. He asked for a movie and a pillow and settled himself on the couch. He looked comfy and completely innocent and adorable and I hurried to get cleaned up. Now as a side note I should say that like all of you other stay at home moms with small children, a shower longer than 2 minutes is reserved for mornings I get up before 6 or on a weekend when my husband is home to keep an eye on the kiddos--this day was no exception-- I hurried very quickly. When I came to check on Preston seriously 5 or 6 minutes later, he had already created this amazing work of art. Behold the results of The Big Black Magic Marker (hereafter referred to as a Weapon of Mass Destruction) and a few precious minutes without Mom . . .
It is hard to see in this picture, but Preston is feeding Rebekah a piece of cheese! Yikes!
I know she has cereal on her face, and she is still wearing pajamas, no thought to helping her look like a girl (aka fight her to keep a bow in her hair!), but I just cannot resist this girl's cuteness-- is that even a word? She is asleep in her bed right now, but I find myself looking forward to tomorrow when I can cuddle, kiss, and give this sweet little lady another squeeze. I am the luckiest Mommy in the world-- what a bright spot in my life my beautiful babies are!!
Preston is such a great helper. I know I tell you all mostly what a stinker he is too, but he really is great help--and so cute and precious to me. In the above picture, Burke had a back ache and was laying on the floor waiting to be rescued, Preston did everything he knew to make Daddy feel better: including loaning Daddy his pillow, favorite blankets, and beloved Bear! How could you not feel better with such a generous little doctor looking out for you?!
What a pair these two are! They have really become such adorable friends! They constantly copy each other (good and not so good!) Rebekah long ago figured out that she only wants to use sippy cups like Preston's-- no baby sippy or bottle for this girl! I love hanging out with these two everyday!
