I’m No MLK

I can’t believe how much I’m posting about the kids this weekend. I don’t know if it’s just because I’ve been with them non-stop while Matt’s away, or if they have simply hit a new level of fabulousness, but here’s another one for you…

On the way home from church yesterday Baxter and I were idly chatting about what I was going to try to get sorted out around the house when we got home. I told him, “I have a dream, Baxter, that this week Daddy and I will finally move the rolled up carpet from the living room down to the storage room!”

Baxter responded drily, “Well, it’s a really good thing you aren’t Martin Luther King, Mommy, because I don’t think thousands of people would be coming out to hear that dream speech!”

The kid has a point. I guess I’d better watch what I say.

3 responses to “I’m No MLK

  1. Doesn’t just amaze you what they can think of, yet other times we’re left to ponder where they left those wonderful brains!

    Hope your dream comes true!

  2. Yes, you’ve really hit on it, Cynthia. One minute we’re laughing like a couple of adults, morphing the I Have a Dream speech with nonsense about Americans uniting to help move a carpet, and an hour later I’m standing with him on the soccer field, realizing he’s left his bag (that contains his CLEATS) in the kitchen. Again. And I find myself wondering if his head is even attached to his body!

    That’s 6 for you.

  3. You can tell him his response isn’t so much the beloved community either!


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