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Luckily I had saved my blogroll.....now I get to put everything back in it's place. Oh the price we pay when we play!

Knock Knock

Heber and shared this wonderful exchange last night:

Heber: Knock Knock!
Me: Who's there?

Heber: ME (walks away giggling)

Last Friday Ben and I cashed in on his Christmas gift and went to a Brian Regan comedy show in Cleveland. We had a great time and laughed until we were sick.

I am sorry to say though Brian, you've got nothing on my Heber.....this kid knows how to tell a joke!!

Can't we all just GET ALONG

I learned another lesson today from my 3-year-old about why we have been asked to "become as a little child"

I walked up the stairs and heard some very loud playing coming from Heber's toy room. I peeked my head around the corner and observed silently as the following scene unfolded.

Heber sitting on the floor playing with his batman toys. Batman, on a motorcycle, in one hand, and Joker, in the batmobile, in the other. The next thing I see is the 2 toys racing toward one another at full speed (or at least as fast as his little hands could go) and there is an expolsive crash of plastic and bodies go flying everywhere!! Heber immediately jumps up and grabs Robin, (the innocent bystander) who runs first to Joker:

Robin: Joker, are you okay? Oh, I hope you are okay!!!!!
Joker: Yes I am fine but we have to get Batman.

The two of them run to where Batman is by the ballpit:

Joker: Batman, I am so sorry!! I not meanin to crash you!!
Batman: I'm happy to see you Joker. I love Joker and Robin.
Robin: Hello Batman. Let's go play with Joker.

I think that all played out quite nicely don't you? I wish he could always see the world in this light.