So, Where's the Problem?

OK, I got rid of the rubber belly picture.  You do have to admit, it made a real statement!  That is just what I feel like these days!  Hence the new gadget on my side bar, anyone that wants to can cheer me on or chew me out, kindly and honestly, of course.

Gabriel started out our morning asking if he could say his “very own blessing”.  I came over to the table and sat down.  He smiled so sweetly and started the blessing.  The next thing I knew he was asking Heavenly Father to , “Bless Nanny that she won’t dwink too much soda”.  That got my attention!  Then I understood that very knowing little smile of his.  Gabriel is such a wild little boy, often deliberately being obnoxious, just to get a reaction. Then he shows this very interesting, little wise old man side of himself.  He seems to think things through so deeply. 

Recently, he has noticed I am not drinking so much soda (which makes yous pillow big, you know, even the diet).   I started trying to wean myself off the caffeine very gradually that I wouldn’t get the headaches that stop my life in its tracks.  Then as I made progress, I decided that in this economy it was dumb to be wasting $$ on something s worthless as soft drinks at all.  Gabriel noticed, and asked why I wasn’t drinking the sodas.  I explained what I was doing, asked if that was a good thing to do and he said, “Yes Nanny, maybe your piwow will get wittower”.  It's so nice to be loved, in what ever strange way a kid can!