Brotherly Love and other conversations with Mary Lyndsey

Mary Lyndsey is quite the talker. I wish I could record all my conversations with her because it would make for hours of entertainment when she gets older. But I never know when the next gem will come, so often I don't have a recorder ready. I guess the next best thing to remember them is to record them here.

Here's the latest installment of Conversations with Mary Lyndsey.

"Mom when I grow up I want to be what Spencer is when he grows up because I always want to be with him."

"Why do you want to be with your brother?"

"Because I love him so much. Maybe if he's a rock star, he will let me sing in his band."

"Maybe."

"But if he's a pirate or Superman, then I don't want to be what he is, because that would be too scary. If he's a pirate or Superman then I want to be what you are when you grow up."

"Don't you think I'm grown up now?

"No, I mean when you really grow up and move out of your house."

Later that same day...

"Mom, my friend said she had a dream there were monsters under her bed."

 

"Mary Lyndsey, you know there are no such thing as monsters. Besides there wouldn't be room under your bed for monsters. You have too many toys under your bed."

"Well Mom, there would be room for a little monster under there."

"Yeah, but you wouldn't be scared of a little monster would you?"

"No, you are right. I'd just step on him. Besides if there were a monster under my bed, I would just call out 'Spencer' and he would come running and save me from the monster. He would take his sword he got from Cinderella and use the sharp side and get that monster. And I would take my magic wand I got from Cinderella and make the monster go away. And if me and Spencer couldn't handle that monster together, then we'd just call 'Daddy' and he would come and defeat the monster for us because my daddy is the strongest ever." (Lots of spiritual application here guys...)

"You are right Mary Lyndsey."

Even later that day...

"Mom, can I have a penny to throw in the fountain to make a wish?"

"Yes."

"Can I have two pennies?"

"Why do you want two? You only get one wish in the fountain."

"I want to throw one in and make a wish for Spencer too." (side note... Spencer was at school.)

"OK, but no more than two... Did you make your wishes?"

"Yes, and you know what I wished for Spencer? I wished that he would never, ever, ever have any more seizures again."

Spencer was at school when all of these conversations happened.  Now if I could just get them to love each other this much when they are actually in the same room :-)