Fred: (while laying in bed at gmas about to go to sleep...well, me trying to get him to sleep..) I want to go to mommy's home.
Me: we will
Fred: let's go right now, mommy.
Me: right now we are going to bed at grandmas. We will go get daddy from the airport on Thursday and go to our home.
Fred: ooooh okay. I'll drive and you'll sit in my car seat.
Me: (showing a picture of smith and me on our wedding day) who's this?
Fred: mommy and daddyo
Me: that's right. We got married in the Mesa temple.
Fred: you followed the prophet
---look, this was a sweet one. They are learning follow the prophet in church and he loves that song---
(We were driving and minutes from home, Hattie started crying hard.)
Fred: DADDYO STOP! STOP!! She needs milk!!!!!
His new thing to do all the time--we're driving and he'll say, "Stop! Stop! I need to tell you something!"
And I'll say, "can't stop, buddy. I'm driving." And he'll remind me, "there will be a red light and you'll have to stop."
Listening to Katy perry on radio...
......past the breaking point...blah blah..you held me down...
I change the station
Fred: I want "but I got up!"
(Sad day. He knows the lyrics to that song.)
Fred (to daddy): You were at work. (Then gave Collin the biggest hug.) I missed you!!
(Then looked at me) I missed you too, mommy. You went to God.