Sunday, November 29, 2009

Cade, age 4

Cade's "special person" from church, Pearl, sent him a note that said she hoped that he got a turkey leg for Thanksgiving. He sent her a note back that said, "I hope you have lots of candy and a ... chicken foot!?"


For awhile now Cade has thought that he might have a baby in his tummy. He has said that God and the doctors will get it out. He doesn't know if it is a boy or girl. Recently when we were snuggling he told me, "You're squishing me and the baby!" He also told me that when he has his baby that I will feel better about the baby that we lost [to miscarriage]. The other day he asked, "How did you know what to do to make a baby?" I thought for a moment and then told him I learned in school.

Cade told me today, "I'm addicted to sugar. Pop has sugar!" Then he started reaching for my Pepsi like his hand was out of his control.


Last night Cade smelled the chicken that I was baking for dinner. He said, "I'm going to eat that chicken like a pig!"