On June 25th, we were discussing if we could make it to our niece's upcoming baptism on June 28th, as well as our nephew's blessing. Our anniversary is on June 27th, and it would mean driving 9-10 hours in potentially two separate cars, then The Doc driving back in the same 24 hour period to go to work, leaving me with 4 kids on a farm that has raging creek running through it.
Emma started going off how we couldn't leave her to watch all of the kids, because she isn't old enough to babysit. Brigham then pipes up with his chest puffed up and a serious look on his face.
Brigham: "Mom, I could take care of all of the kids. I am responsible!"
Me: "You can do the laundry?"
Brigham: "Yep, I know how to start the washer and the dryer."
Me: "Brigham do you know how to cook?"
Brigham: "Mom, I can use the microwave, make soup and sandwiches."
Me: "What happens if there is an emergency like Reed breaks his arm?"
Brigham: (with his head cocked to the side and hand up by his shoulders) "Well I can't drive a real car, but I can drive him in the (toy) yellow Hummer to the hospital."
The Doc: "Brigham that would take you 2 hours. Do you even know how to get to the hospital?"
Brigham: "Well kind of, but I could stop and ask for directions."
I instantly had a vivid mental picture of a responsible Brigham, driving very intently and determined the toy Hummer, with a calm yet obviously injured Reed in the passenger side. It sent me laughing to tears.
Emma started going off how we couldn't leave her to watch all of the kids, because she isn't old enough to babysit. Brigham then pipes up with his chest puffed up and a serious look on his face.
Brigham: "Mom, I could take care of all of the kids. I am responsible!"
Me: "You can do the laundry?"
Brigham: "Yep, I know how to start the washer and the dryer."
Me: "Brigham do you know how to cook?"
Brigham: "Mom, I can use the microwave, make soup and sandwiches."
Me: "What happens if there is an emergency like Reed breaks his arm?"
Brigham: (with his head cocked to the side and hand up by his shoulders) "Well I can't drive a real car, but I can drive him in the (toy) yellow Hummer to the hospital."
The Doc: "Brigham that would take you 2 hours. Do you even know how to get to the hospital?"
Brigham: "Well kind of, but I could stop and ask for directions."
I instantly had a vivid mental picture of a responsible Brigham, driving very intently and determined the toy Hummer, with a calm yet obviously injured Reed in the passenger side. It sent me laughing to tears.
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That is awesome. I laughed out loud about the Hummer! :)
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