We always tell Ethan to not touch anything when we use public restrooms - he has become very paranoid about the whole thing. We recently stopped at a public restroom between Portland and Yakima and Ethan bent over to get help with wiping. Steve said in a much louder voice, "Ethan don't touch the ground!" and Ethan snapped up and put his hands in the air like the cops had just caught him. Very funny. Even funnier, as Steve was washing his hands Ethan said, "Dad, I have a wedgie ... I'll go get it."
When we moved to Vancouver, we were unpacking. Ethan ran out of his room waving a hanger and saying, "Dad, I have a hooker in my closet!" Steve appropriately continued the conversation with, "Why do you have a hooker in your closet?"
Ethan went to one month of preschool this fall at a Lutheran church in Yakima. One day I picked him up and he asked me, "Mom ... why did Jesus kill Cain's brother?" Well, that one peaked my interest!! After further discussion, we came to an agreement of what happened.
Ethan asked Steve the other day why some people don't go to church. Steve gave him a few reasons and Ethan stated, "It must be because they are blind." Hmmmm.
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Ethan, you are so cute, funny and smart! I can picture you saying all those cute things and it just makes me laugh!
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