Oh, Brandon….

We were hanging out a bit tonight before Brandon went to bed and he said something that reminded me of a funny thing that happened this summer. I wanted to write it down before I forgot.

We were working on getting Brandon to stay dry every night and basically set a curfew for when he could have drinks. He asked me “why”, of course, since he asks “WHY” about everything. I told him that if he drinks too much too late, then he’ll wet the bed. Another “WHY?” Which led me into an elementary explanation of how urine is made and how it all works. Isn’t that a fun discussion to have with your 4 year old? You drink something, your body takes the stuff it needs, then the rest turns into pee.

Fast forward to sacrament meeting a little while later. We were at the missionary farewell of one of the kids who Jaden used to work with in Young Men before the ward split. Brandon was in quite the form that day. (There was a girl behind us with a mohawk. He pointed and stared and said loudly “Hey mom, look at that silly hair!” So I was already mortified.) He was drinking some chocolate milk we had let him bring when suddenly he blurted out (non-reverently, of course) “Mom, I think my chocolate milk is turning into pee right now!” Cue the snickers of everyone else who was laughing because it wasn’t their own kid saying it.

Tonight he had some root beer kind of later than we normally allowed so I reminded him to get up if he had to go during the night. He told me, “I think the root beer is already turning yellow.” That is what triggered the fond memory.

A sweet thing from tonight–every night the bedtime routine for Brandon includes me snuggling with him for a minute (where the whole time he’s saying “Are you leaving now? Is it a minute yet?”) and then he likes Jaden to play “Blackbird” by Paul McCartney on the guitar. Is that random for a 4 1/2 year old? Tonight he sang the words with Jaden and it was so sweet. His little high pitched voice singing along….and then when he was finished he said, “I’m really good at singing” with a big smile on his face. As much as he can drive me crazy, little moments like this remind me how much I love the boy.