The Besh Moments In Life

A recent conversation between Besh and Mommy in the car.

Besh: “I want a sister.”
Mommy: “But, sweetie, you have a brother.”
“I know. But I want a sister. It’s supposed to be one boy and one girl. Two boys? What is that?”
“I hear you, honey. But we love Isaac. We wouldn’t want to give him back.”
“Yes, we love Isaac. But now I need a sister.”
“Well, Mommy’s not really ready to have another baby right now.”
“Let’s ask Nonni! Nonni would do it for us.”
“Oh, sweetie. Nonni can’t have babies anymore.”
“She can’t?”
“No. When a woman gets older, she can’t have babies anymore.”
“Oh. You mean her baby room is closed?”
“Yes, sweetie. Her baby room is closed.”

We’re pretty sure he heard the word “womb” and turned that into “room.” Either way.

A few Besh shorts for Monday morning:

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Recently I splurged and bought myself a kinetic sculpture for my office/theater. If you’ve seen Iron Man 2 then you’ll likely remember the scene when Tony Stark goes to visit Pepper in her fancy CEO office. The sculpture that keeps flipping around on her desk–yeah, that one. What can I say, I’m a geek.

Anyway, once I put it together and had it running Sara and Besh were upstairs and I was showing the sculpture to Besh. Sara thought it’d be a good opportunity to teach Besh the words “perpetual motion” (because, you know, four year olds need to know how to say that kind of thing–kinda like when I teach him the punch lines to jokes that he can’t know the setup to ). This was the conversation:

Mommy: “Besh, you see the sculpture?”

Besh: “Uh huh.”

“Do you know what you call it when something never stops?”

[Besh thinks, and then...]

“An argument!”

Pretty funny since that’s not the case in our house.

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Another conversation with Besh at dinner the other night about the ongoing brotherly lovefest:

Besh: “When Isaac gets bigger, I’m going to give him his bath. Yep. That’s going to be my job at night.”

Mommy: “What made you think of that?”

“Because I love it when Daddy takes me (Besh speak for “gives”) my bath. So, I want to be the one to do it for Isaac.”

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On the drive home with Mommy the other day Besh said something about Horton Hears a Who, then something about elephants.

Mommy: “What do you think elephants eat, Besh?”

Besh: “Beet roots.”

“Why do you think that?”

“Well, one time, I saw an episode of Curious George with mice. Then Curious George and the man in the yellow hat went to the zoo. The artist was there. And he said to them, ‘Aw, I just ran out of beet roots.’”

Sounds more like an episode of Twin Peaks than Curious George, but apparently this was an episode he’d seen months before and not since. Which is just another reason to be more aware of what we say in front of him.

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.”