Monday, May 17, 2010

I'm a Dead Fish. Booya.


Check out the romantic thing my handsome prince said to me this morning after he got out of bed:
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Cause you look like a dead fish lying there. Like somebody just jerked you up out of the ocean and your mouth is all...(he sticks his tongue out--which I wasn't even doing) and your eyes are wide open. You look like you're tired of flapping."
"You know, I AM tired of flapping."

I guess people who love each other feel free enough to say weird things.
Things like these other quotes from my weekend:

"I, like, NEED to be Scarlett Johanson right now." (Daughter.)

and

"Where's the peanut butter?" (Husband.)
"Oh, Tanner took it out in the backyard." (Youngest son.)


Doesn't this dog look full to you?
Bad dog.

And another favorite:
"I need some cash. Do you have any?" (Middle child)

Then there was the conversation I had with my youngest after church on Sunday.
I waited until lunch was over and he was full and mildly happy, and then I said we need to talk.
"About what?"
"About your prayer in Sunday school."
Sam had volunteered to do the closing prayer, and at the time, I was glad for him to do it. When I do the prayer, I usually make a blanket statement like "Help everyone we mentioned who is sick, and be with our pets..." This is because the children LOVE to participate with prayer requests, and along with the more serious requests, they tell us all about friends of friends who have colds, neighborhood dogs and cats who might be lost or coughing up way too many hairballs, people who threw up in class, et cetera. Our prayer list can be VERY LONG. But Sam always takes the time to go back through everyone's prayer requests and makes sure he gets all the names again, so he can properly ask God for help. Except this time he added something which I thought was unnecessary.
"What was wrong with my prayer?"
"Nothing was wrong with it," I said. "It's just that when you stopped in the middle and said, 'Let's give it up to you for the sunny weather' and then said, "Can I hear a booya, people?' and several kids chorused 'Booya,' I just thought that was not appropriate.
Sam wrinkled his forehead. "Why?"
"Because it sounded like you were just trying to get attention."
"I WASN'T TRYING TO DO THAT! It was sunny. Don't you think we should thank God for sunny weather?"
"Of course I do. But why can't you just say, 'Thank you for the sunny weather.'"
"Because that's boring. Don't you think that with all the sick people and George's lost cat, God could use a laugh?"
"Well, yes, but..."
Sam sighed and put his hands on his hips. "Come on Mom. You know I made God laugh."
"Sam."
"Mom, you know I did!"
What can I say. I guess he's right.
Booya.

Have a great Monday, y'all!
Love, Becky

13 comments:

judy in ky said...

I think I do hear God laughing. I'll bet He liked hearing from those kids in church.
Hey I liked Pomplamoose... I missed your prior post about them. They are cute kids and make me wish I was that young again.

Angie Muresan said...

That's adorable! Your son's right, God needs a laugh once in a while too. Think of all the stuff he has to get right for humanity.
Happy Monday to you!

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

I make my sons take turns at mealtime grace so they can practice praying out loud. But your son sounds like he's got it NAILED! Love the BOOYA! That is cute! That is a real prayer--I think it shows how he was making it a communal experience, talking to Him like that.
And your other little conversation excerpts are TOO funny! Esp. the peanut butter one.

Green Girl in Wisconsin said...

I make my sons take turns at mealtime grace so they can practice praying out loud. But your son sounds like he's got it NAILED! Love the BOOYA! That is cute! That is a real prayer--I think it shows how he was making it a communal experience, talking to Him like that.
And your other little conversation excerpts are TOO funny! Esp. the peanut butter one.

Susan said...

I love the booya prayer. It brought me to tears. How sweet and faithful your son is. Wise, too.

Last week when we went to the office supply store, I reminded my husband to get "gum bands". He called me "School Marm" and asked if he should get a buggy whip and some stove black also. Gotta love it!

Leah Skaggs said...

Sam is totally right. Totally.
BOOYA!!!

Susie said...

Tell Sam I love him! Heck I love all of you!

Susie Q said...

God loves a luagh! He has a wonderful sense of humor!
Booya!
No one can make me smile or laugh or even tear up with joy the way you can Becky!
I know I have not been faithful at leaving comments but I am here often...and I so love your gentle wit.
Oh, and I love Tanner too. : )

Love,
Sue

May @ Anne and May said...

That video was awesome. Booya! Also Sam seriously cracks me up.

Jenny said...

Booya to the Lord! It is the age. Sam is right but my youngest is Sam's age and with the unabashed love and expression to the Lord at times a parent can't help but cringe in wondering "was my kid saying that for his/her own sake or for the Lord?". We have actually had this discussion with our 11 yo (Sara) and it was also in regards to prayer. Sam MADE ME laugh and so did you. Thanks for sharing pamplemousse (sp?)...what a treat.

Anonymous said...

My mom made sure I read this tonight, and I needed to -- so great to laugh! What Todd said, oh my, and, Sam, I just love his personality. I can see Clara making a similar prayer and justifying with a similar rationale--how can you disagree? We just love your family.--Maurie

Rebecca Ramsey said...

Love your comments, y'all. Hugs and kisses for everyone.

Kelly H-Y said...

Oh my goodness ... I LOVE it! He's totally right ... I think we need more of his type of praying!!! He's definitely on to something!