Thursday, January 13, 2011

Memory lapse

Through out the day I find myself thinking after someone has said something or someone has done something, "Perfect! That is what I'll blog about today."

Then I get to the point where I actually have a chance I can sit down and put a few of my thoughts in black and white and I cannot for the life of me remember what I was going to post about. I have been sitting here for 10 minutes trying my hardest to remember....but alludes me.

The only thing I can remember is Beckham came up to me and said, "Mom, when the dinosaurs come back to life, can I ride a pterodactyl?"

"Um....sure Beckahm."

"Great! It will be my first time flying in my WHOLE life!"

That in of itself is funny, but consider this. For the past two weeks Beckham will come up to me, randomly, with no foreshadowing, and say something like, "Mom, can I go jump off the roof?", "Mom, can I ride this stool down the stairs?", "Mom, can I (insert some other crazy adventure)"

I'm not sure why he is asking these things. Surely he knows the answer will always be no. Maybe part of him wants me to think he is very clever in the ways he is thinking to get a thrill. I have no idea.

Either way, if you drive past my house and see Beckham climbing up a ladder to get to the roof, will you please stop and tell him to get down....he has already been told, "No!"


Chrissy said...

What is it with boys and jumping off of roofs?! I promise I will stop Beckham if I ever see him attempting it.

Although, at least right now he is asking for permission first which gives you enough heads up to avert disaster. Riding a stool down the stairs? Does he not believe in gravity or does he just feel a need to prove it's existence to himself? :)

Emilie said...


Honestly, I think his main goal is to see how shocked he can make me. What he doesn't know is that I can see right through him and am the perfect straight man.

Danica said...

Have him as his uncle Greg how fun it is to jump off a roof just because your friends tell you to do it.