Freddie said....

Fred: (singing) melted ice...melted ice..turn away and slam the door. Here I stand, melted ice, melted ice! 

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." 

Touché. 

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.)

(At bedtime)

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.

Don't get the wrong idea....he's been refusing to pray at all lately. But outta no where I walked in on him praying the other day. Hehe love it. Yeah pray that pizza pocket doesn't kill ya...cause it's not real food.