Which?

Elijah likes to ask “Which ____?” For example, when we are going to go out to eat, Elijah asks, “Which restaurant?” When going to church, he says, “Which church?” It was kind of cute until last night at VBS. He was doing something that was getting annoying, and his “nana” who is too nice to really discipline said, “now, stop that Elijah.” Didn’t phase him. Then mommy said, “Elijah, please stop that.” Again, he was like a train rolling down the tracks. So then I stepped in. I said, “Elijah, nana and mommy have already told you to stop and you have not. You are being disobedient. If you do that again, I am going to take you into another room and spank you. Do you understand?”

He replied, “Yes.” He then went on to ask, “Which room?”

When I grow up...

Elijah is beginning to understand the concept of time and growing up. Twice in the last week he has stated his desire to do something in the future.

We were watching the end of “October Sky” when it showed a clip of a space shuttle launching, and Elijah inquired, “Where is that plane going?” We told him it was going into outer space, or more specifically, his favorite celestial body – the moon. He then went on to say, “Can I ride on that space ship?” Carrie replied, “One day, when you get bigger.” He thought about it for a while and said, “Can I take my trucks?” This reference of course to his many die cast vehicles he carries around with him.

The other day, while on the way to the store, we passed a construction site that contained many heavy-duty machines. One was a roller. Elijah saw it and said, “When I get bigger I'm gonna drive a roller.” Fair enough. He already drives a car and tractor. Why not add roller to the list.

Safety Patrol

Ever since Elijah figured out how machinery works, he has been very careful. Though we have never used the phrase “Safety first” around him, that seems to be his mantra. When we pile the family into the van, everyone must be buckled into their seats before the vehicle is started or he will go ballistic.

Just yesterday, I was at camp doings some things in preparation for our high school week. I was driving their truck around hauling things and Elijah was riding in the front seat with me. Whenever I stopped the truck, I would turn it off and leave the keys in the ignition. I got out unloaded some things, and then when I got back in, there were the keys sitting in the front seat. I asked Elijah about it and he said he took out the keys “so the truck wouldn’t start up.”

I am not sure whether he is destined for a career in product control or just a life of frustration.

Back, but different

I have been out of blogging since October because of busyness. After brainstorming with some of my friends we have begun a new journal called ChiRhoLive. This blog will continue probably mostly as anecdotal stories about Elijah and Sophia. And, the website with the pictures of the kids will continue as well.