Archive for February, 2010

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Plan B: Ditch the parents, selling Isaac, and other Besh shorts

February 22, 2010

A collection of short notes Sara has been saving up since we’ve both been too tired for longer posts.

Conversation with Besh on 2/16 while Besh was in the backseat and Sara was driving.

Besh: I want to go on a trip.

Mommy: Me too! Where do you want to go?

B: London.

M: That would be great. But Isaac is too little to go to London.

B: Okay, how about this plan? I go to New York with Nonny and Zeyda.

M: Can Mommy and Daddy come too?

B: No, just Besher. And Nonny and Zeyda. No Mommy, no Daddy.

Besh has this singing, dancing Pablo doll from the Backyardigans. Got it a long time ago even though he’s never seen the show. It sings really, really loudly, so we weren’t too disppaointed that it’s voicebox gave out even with new batteries. Sara explained how it wasn’t working anymore, so Besh had the following heart-to-heart with it. It was almost enough to make me want to get him a new one. Almost.

Besh: Birdie, I love you. But you are broken. So we have to throw you away. But I love you and I will miss you. Bye, bye, birdie. I will miss you.

Conversation with Mommy on 2/17:

Besh: Mommy, when Isaac grows up, he is going to be my very best friend in the whole wide world.

Mommy: I sure hope so, Besh.

B: He is, he is.

M: What made you think of that, Besh?

B: I just DID.

Among other fun things Besh says right now, beautiful is pronounced bee-YOU-tiful.

Said to Gamaw (a teacher in California) during her last visit: Do your students call you Ms. Gamaw?

Said to Mommy: If we had another baby, we’d have to sell Isaac!

Also said to Mommy: Mommy, I am bigger than Isaac but I am still just a little kid.

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Why Besh wants to be a girl (it’s not what you think)

February 11, 2010

This straight from Sara:

On the car ride to school today, Besh said, “Mommy – I want to be a girl.” We then had the following exchange:

Me: “Why?”

B: ”I just do.”

Me: “Does it seem to you that it’s harder to be a boy than a girl?”

B: “Yes. It’s harder to be a boy.”

Me: (REALLY resisting the urge to talk about all the ways boys have it far easier than girls)
“What do you think makes it harder to be a boy?”

B: “It just is.”

Me: “Who are you favorite girls?” (I thought this would be another way to ask what girls can do that he can’t)

B: “Nonni.”

Me: “Do you think there are things you could do if you were a girl that you can’t do as a boy?”

B: “Yes. Lots of things.”

Me: “What would you like to do as a girl that you can’t do as a boy?”

B: “Feed Isaac.”

Me: (Trying not to cry because he’s so sweet) “Well, yes, that is a mama’s job.”

B: “How about this plan? You can put the milk in a bottle and then I can feed Isaac? Can we get some bottles? Will you put the milk in there so I can feed Isaac?”

Me: “Yes. We can absolutely do that.”

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