Things I Want To Remember

:: making funny faces at his Daddy. Except he has just the one face that he does repeatedly.

:: saying “we’ll do that later” about anything he doesn’t want to do.  Me: “We need to trim your fingernails.”  Him: “We’ll do that later.”

:: sitting in the grass, in the rain, eating a cheese sandwich.  Because Daddy did.

:: getting into the Olympic spirit by practicing the long jump on the sofa.

:: adding wheels to all of his LEGO creations.  Might be a house, might be a tree, but it’s got wheels.  Usually three wheels.

:: snuggling in bed in the morning and reading stories.

:: failing to wander with me into any of the darker hallways at a castle we recently toured.  In the gift shop, he saw a book with a picture of a dragon on the front and said “that’s what I was afraid of, dragons.”  So we talked about how dragons are make believe and then drew a picture of a friendly dragon.

:: devouring a cup of hot chocolate, tipping the cup up so far it practically swallowed his face.  It was that good.

:: asking me in the car the other day, “Are you happy?”

Previous Post Next Post

You Might Also Like


  • Reply Anne September 3, 2012 at 1:15 pm

    Love it! Especially the part about the dragons. I would be scared of dragons, too.

  • Reply HONEY September 3, 2012 at 3:22 pm

    Wish I lived closer to get the honor of reading to my precious great-gran James….he is so beautiful and so smart. and so perceptive……luv you all !!!!

  • Reply Matma September 3, 2012 at 9:06 pm

    Oh no – not the wheels!!
    The scourge of drawings of cars, trains, trams and the like …
    Woe betide an artistic impression with insufficient attention to the wheels!!!!

  • Reply Jet Harrington September 4, 2012 at 5:00 am

    This is one of the best things to do with a blog. Ever. I love this list. I have similar lists from so many years ago, randomly strewn through the journals/notebooks of the time. That makes the harder to just come across.

    • Reply katherine September 6, 2012 at 10:54 pm

      Thanks Jet. One of the journalling habits I picked up during Karen’s course. I write them down and then compile them into a post about once a month. Cause I know twenty years from now I won’t remember. Or I’ll need to remember during those moments when he drives me crazy!

    Leave a Reply