On Saturday morning I drove the Trilogy to my parents' house. With David away for 12 days this was a very appreciated break for me (thanks Mom and Dad!)- and the kids, well, they LOVE going to Nana and Pepe's house.
As we are driving down the highway DJ pipes up and asks, "Mom, why do we have singers?"
- Singers? Well, for entertainment. So we can dance and sing along. Songs and music make us happy.
- No mom, singers. S-ING-ERS. Singers and thumbs. Why do we have singers?
I look into the rear view mirror and see DJ wiggling his fingers and thumbs for emphasis.
- OH! Fingers. Well, we have fingers to help us pick things up and hold things. Look, for Mommy to drive I have to grab the steering wheel and I do that with my fingers and thumbs.
- But Mommy, I cannot drive, so why do I still have singers?
- Well, fingers are great for picking up things and helping us doing things. If you wanted to pick up a toy, what would you use?
- My singers!
- Yep. And what if you had an itch on your nose and you had no fingers? I guess you would have to wrinkle up your nose.
I start to make funny faces attempting to scratch a pretend itchy nose. I look into the rear view mirror to see my two little boys laughing and wiggling their noses and making funny faces.
I raise my finger to my nose and scratch. The boys copy me and the little girlie squeals at my reflection in the mirror. My heart swells and I fall in love with each one of them all over again!
-Whew! Thank goodness for fingers!
- Mommy, we also use fingers to catch a ball.
- Yep. We sure do DJ!
Then a parade of finger-needed actions and activities are shouted from the back row of the van, including: push a car, play with Lego, give a hug, do high five, put on our clothes, hold a cup, shake hands, play on the swing, climb the monkey bars...and then, Anderson concludes the list.
- Pick our noses!
I groan and DJ replies to Anderson, with the level of authority only a big brother can use, "Yes Ander, we can use our fingers to pick our noses, but that is rude and we only do that when no one is watching, right Mommy?"