five sleeping babies

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Saturday Charlie came into our room while I was in there, and wandered over to my bedside table and this conversation happened:

Charlie: Mom Mom? What is in that circle box?

Me: Two little hearts.

Charlie: Why, Mom Mom?

Me: Because they are for two babies.

Charlie: What two babies?

Me: Two babies that were in my tummy, but died.

Charlie: What were theirs names?

Me: They didn’t have names. They died before we knew if they were boys or girls. They were very tiny in my tummy when they died.

Charlie: Well….they are somewhere.

Me: Yup. They are. Maybe in heaven with Papa?

Charlie: Yeah. Mom, Mom? Why do you have three pictures of Alice?

Me: Those are not all Alice. That one is. But that one right there is Eddie, and that one there is you.

Charlie: We are alls sleepin’.

Me: Yup. All five babies. Sleeping.

Charlie: I like babies, Mom Mom.

Me: Yup. Me too.

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Sometimes the most important conversations happen when you least expect them to. Cortney and I have always made it a policy to always answer our children’s questions in the most age-appropriate, honest way possible. When we brought up this conversation with Eddie, he first reacted in a way that was almost a little funny to me.

Eddie: WHAT? YOU TOLD ME I WAS FIRST!!! HOW DID YOU NEVER TELL ME THERE WERE TWO BABIES BEFORE ME! I NEVER KNEW THIS UNTIL RIGHT NOW!!

He is a little dramatic.

But when I explained to him that he was the first to be born, and that he is a miracle, and that once he was born, we knew what we had to do to have healthy babies–his brother and sister–he was happy again.

Being oldest is important to him.

As it should be.

and then Eddie learned the word “awkward”.

I was lounging on our couch tucked up next to Cort one evening this weekend.

Charlie was on the floor laughing at his feet.

Eddie decided to climb up on the couch next to me.

He started to stroke my lower leg.

It was…awkward.  And so I said with a giggle, “Eddie. Cut it out.  That is awkward.”

He just smiled and kept doing it…and then he started tickling.

My retaliation was to cow bite his leg.  Of course he started laughing so hard he hardly made a sound.  When he could finally catch his breath he yelled, “DON’T MOM!  THAT’S AWKWARD!”

Funny.  But not the end of the story.

Later that weekend we were at a friend’s house, and Eddie says in front of everyone…

“Hey mom, remember when you did that awkward thing to me on the couch?”

O_O

Yes, there was uncomfortable silence.

Along with Cort snorting because he was laughing so hard.

Thanks for the back up, dude.

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It should be clear that I most certainly did NOT do anything “awkward” to my 3-year old son.  Other than teach him the word “awkward” without a clear lesson on how to use said word.

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