sweet adventure

Life with Jasper is turning into one sweet adventure. I never know what's going to happen next or what he'll say next and I often find myself blinking a lot in response to his comments. Each day is so sweet and so fun with this little one and I want to do a better job of recording some of our conversations; the days go fast and I don't want to forget how precious they were.

For example:
- The other day, I went in Jasper's room to get him out of bed in the morning and as soon as I opened the door, he said so urgently and tenderly:
"I sowwy momma! Will ya pwease fo'give me?"
me- blink... blink..."Sure buddy! Of course I forgive you!! But... why are you asking?" (at this point, i'm experiencing much fear and trepidation. I'm actually breaking into a cold sweat b/c he has NEVER asked me to forgive him on his own. I'm imagining the worst. Fires, floods, permanent home or bodily damage, a tiger he's been secretly hiding under his bed for the last year, a mail-ordered bride, etc, etc, etc.)
Jasper- "baber was bein' mean to da tag on his pujjies."
me- "you were being mean to the tag on the back of your pj's?"
Jas- "Des. I so sowwy, momma. Will ya pwease fo'give me?"
And it was at this point that my heart completely melted.


- Today, I walked in Jasper's room to get him out of bed this morning, and as soon as I opened the door, he said quite urgently (and quite out of nowhere):
"Momma! When baber is a beeeeeg, hooooge boy. Not a tiiiiiiiny lillllte boy. But when Baber is a beeeeeeg, hooooge boy like dadda is, when Baber is a hoooge boy, can Baber buy ah duck baby?"
me- blink... blink... "You want to buy a duck baby?" (thinking- where on earth is this coming from?!)
Jasper- "not when baber is a littlelele tiiiiny boy. When Baber is a beeeeeeg, hoooooge boy like Dadda is. Maybe da guy will buy Baber a littlelelele tiny duck baby."
me- "when you're a big, huge boy like daddy, you want to buy a duck baby?"
Jasper- "Des. Maybe da guy will buy da duck baby for Baber."
me- "Um.. that's a really good question, buddy. How 'bout I talk to daddy about the duck baby?"
Jasper- "Oh dank you!!!"

- this afternoon, I was telling Jasper that Uncle Cade just bought a house and he doesn't have very many chairs or tables or rugs and maybe we could look for things to give uncle cade for his new house. Jasper tilted his head to the side, thought about it for a minute, and said,
"How 'bout yo' gib (give) Unca Cade yor preddy dresses so he can gib them to his momma?"
me- "umm.... that's so sweet buddy, but I like my pretty dresses."
Jasper- "des. but maybe he needs ta gib them to his momma instead."
me- blink. blink. "umm..."

- this evening, I'm mixing up a huge bowl of manacoti stuffing (the kind with 4 gourmet cheeses, fresh cut spinach, egg, seasonings, etc) and as I'm mixing, deep in thought, out of nowhere, a basketball lands in my bowl of manacoti. Blink... blink... then I hear,
"Oh DAT'S CWAZY!!!" and Jasper starts laughing hysterically. And I couldn't resist laughing as well. Being the germ-conscientious woman that I am (not!), I threw the basketball back to J and kept on cookin'.

I love this stage so much! it just keeps getting better and better... and I'm pretty sure this is just the beginning of our adventures. :o) Take a deep breath and hang on. :o)