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Cereal Kick


This morning Thomas came into my room to talk to me and have me help him with his train while I was still "sleeping." He opened the book of Mormon on my nightstand and when I asked him to put it back he said, "I wanna read it." He then opened it up and said, "And it came to pass dik a dik a dika Jesus. The end."

Well I finally "woke up" and got us both breakfast. Thomas chose Chex and so I went along with him. When I put our bowls in the sink there were three cereal bowls before it. Knowing there are only 3 of us eating solid foods in our household you may find this interesting. This is the second morning in a row Thomas has gotten up with John and had cereal, and then had cereal with me an hour later. The fifth bowl was my "midnight" snack. Mmmm.

Thomas also said the prayer for breakfast this morning all by himself with lots of dis dis dis dis dis' in between sentences. I couldn't understand what he was saying, and just when I thought he was saying all gibberish he said cereal and Jesus. What a pious dude.

Thomas knows that Y is for B-U Cougars, that Z is for horse, C is for Cookie and E is for Uncle I-yuh. T is for Thomas and Train.

And it came to pass . . . The End

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Mrs. P said…
Soon to be Saint Thomas. He'll be the patron saint of cereal.
February 27, 2010 at 1:54 PM
Sarah said…
that is an awesome story, and I am glad you posted it because we have had tons of fun little moments like that, that I have failed to document and am now kicking myself... thanks for sharing!
p.s. how is z for horse?
February 28, 2010 at 7:38 PM
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