Friday, April 13, 2012

Conversations With Lincoln

I was going through my old email and found these conversations that had taken place with Lincoln back in January 2011 that I don't think I ever blogged.  I emailed them to myself so I wouldn't forget them.


Lincoln: I want to play shatterball on your phone
Me: No my battery is on red
Lincoln: Dad is your battery on red too?
Daddy: No
Lincoln: Is it on green?
Daddy: Yes
Lincoln: Okay then I want to play shatterball on your phone.
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Lincoln: Oh the suns in my eyes.
Me: I'm sorry, just close them for now
Lincoln: No it's not in my eyes, it's just playing peekaboo

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This one was more recent.  Last month we were out running errands and while stopped at a red light Lincoln yells out, "Look, Finn McMissile!"  Ricky and i were utterly confused for a second and then Lincoln points out the window and says, "look, look at that car over there!"   Yep, the car sure looked a lot like Finn McMissle. I thought he was pretty clever for putting that one together.  
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Ricky and Lincoln were out running errands a couple days ago when this conversation took place.
Ricky: "Where do you want to eat lunch?"
Lincoln: "It starts with an R....then B.......RB's (Arby's)."
It was very cute.  He wanted to go so that he could get another plastic water bottle in the in the kids meal so that Logan will have one too...since he has one from a couple of weeks ago. As a mom I was very happy to know that he was thinking about his brother. So sweet. 
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I took the boys to Target last night and immediately upon walking in Lincoln found a toy that he wanted.  It was in the cheap-o bins at the front - the ones that always seem to snag your attention.  It was a little rubbery squid that had spikes all over it. He played with it through the entire store.  I told him up front that we weren't going to buy it.  He had just gotten new toys for easter and we didn't need another rubber animal. He agreed but said he would just play with it until we left. 


When we got to check out he loaded up the conveyor belt with all of our items.  I'm pretty sure he waited until I was busy with Logan and then he quickly snuck his "little green buddy" to the lady who then rung him up and put it in the bag.  I wasn't very happy and Lincoln tried to act like it was an accident.  


There was a long line, Logan was on edge and I didn't feel like putting up the fight over $2.50.  
When I got to the car I realized I wasn't happy with how that situation turned out.  I decided to tell Lincoln that he could either pay me $1.00 out of his piggy bank (even though it was $2.50 - it wasn't about the money but rather about the lesson/principle of it) or I would take it back in the store and return it.  He said, but we already bought it.  I explained that it was my money and I didn't want to buy that.  He said his piggy bank money was for Legos.  I said fine, I'll take it back. 


He didn't like that idea either so he said he would give me a $1 out of his piggy bank but I just couldn't have his "two buck dollar."  I started to laugh.  Then he proceeded to tell me that if he needs money we can just go back to Home Depot and go the same way as the guy and he'll give him another "two buck dollar."  He was replaying the time that Rick took him to Home Depot (back in November) and an elderly gentleman said he was a cute good little boy and gave him a $2 bill.  Now Lincoln thinks people just give you money when you need it.  I spent the next several minutes giving him the spiel that people don't always just give you money and you have to earn it. I thought it was so cute that he new he had a special bill and now it's our little inside joke that's it's been renamed the "two buck dollar."

Before bed Lincoln reminded me that he owed me four quarters.  He got out his safe and pulled out the money and gave it to me.  I asked him if his little green buddy was worth the dollar and he said yes.
These are the times where it would be nice to have a parent handbook.  We do our best to teach out children the right things so that they will grow up and be responsible, productive, successful, members of society as adults.  I don't know what, if anything, Lincoln really soaked up from this experience but I hope he got something out of it....besides his "widdle green buddy."
His two buck dollar.

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