Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Peely Eggs and Mud Bikes

He rubs his sleepy eyes and pulls up a stool to the kitchen counter. I ask him what kind of egg he would like this morning and he dozily replies, "Peely egg... no, melty egg, please." I smile and turn to the frying pan to make an egg for my boy that drips just right, not too squishy, not a peely egg, which is hard-boiled. I think about prayer time last night when I stroked his stubbly buzz cut and listened to his words as he began, "Dear Jesus-God-Lord..." I love this boy's terminology for things and I never correct them (although he's quite correct in his prayer address :) I want them to last and last.

A few days ago, my husband took him down to the nursery parking lot and showed him how to ride his two-wheeler, which is a "dirt bike" given by his grandparents. Terry had barely a minute holding onto the back of that seat before that boy took off at high-speed, as though he'd always known how. His face was beaming and he happily declared to me that now he can ride his mud bike :)


8 comments:

The Maretzki Family said...

Awwww.....

Wanting What I Have said...

What a CUTE little man! And what an awesome mud bike!

Anna said...

Wow, what a quick learner!! Great bike! "peely eggs"- too cute!

Pure Perseverance said...

Yay! Was he excited or what? I love when children say the cutest, yet most sincere things. You're right, you hate to correct things like that. Just let it be what it is. Innocent, pure!
Congrats goes to your little tyke for conquering the dirt bike!

Meghan said...

Absolutely amazing skill, Oliver!

Love,
Meghan

jeana said...

Wonderful!! It is so much fun when they learn to ride. He is adorable!

Camille said...

Sweet photos! Cutest little man! *Love* the adventure about him...how fun. :)

Blessings to you my friend!
Love, Camille

Traci Michele said...

sooooooooooooo cute and beautiful words friend!

Love,
Traci