While Jack was getting dressed and Sam was still sleeping, Maria and Luke started on breakfast. I was running around the kitchen trying to prepare something for the other boys, clean and make coffee.
Luke (running over to where I am): Mom! I can’t eat my lunch. (Never mind that it’s breakfast.) I don’t have any power.
Funny how that power comes and goes. Just 2 minutes before, he had enough power to dump an entire box of spaghetti onto the floor while climbing like a monkey in the pantry.
On the way to preschool this morning, the subject of conversation was Luke’s voice.
Luke: Mom. Mom! Mooooooooooommmmmmm!!!!!
Me: Yes, Luke?
Luke: I lost my voice.
Me: Your voice?
Luke: Yeah. Are you going to get on a airplane with me and help me find my voice?
Me: Ummmm… How did you lose your voice? It doesn’t sound like you lost your voice. I can still hear you.
Luke: It got out of the house. Someone opened the garage door and it got out! Now it’s in the woods.
Maria: Mom! Luke’s voice is in the woods!
Strange how you can lose your voice and still tell the story of losing it at top volume.
2 responses so far ↓
1 Dawn // Feb 2, 2008 at 7:04 pm
Does he have strep throat?
2 Heather // Feb 6, 2008 at 5:57 pm
That conversation was all over the place. Gives me a head ache just thinking about it.
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