Kid's Komments

We were sitting in church on Sunday evening listening to another phenomenal message by our Pastor about the dangers of the tongue. He mentioned that he found out that it was easier to tell the truth "now" about something you did wrong than to wait 6 months and the truth be FOUND out. He said that it is easier for someone to be able to look at you and say, I trust you. While he said those words "I trust you" he pointed his finger into the congregation. Evidently it was leveled right at Ethan. He turned huge eyes to me and with a look of astonishment said, "He trusts ME???"

A few days ago I was telling Reagan that on the Monday after Easter I'd be taking him to Geisinger hospital for the doctor there to check his eyes. His worst eye has been turning in again and so we decided it was time to take action. He had surgery on both his eyes when he was 3 and it turned into a really ugly situation where this mommy about came undone. I'll not get into all that. However, after I said this he looked at me with concern and said, "Are they going to cut me again?" I told him that they were not and they'd just be putting drops in his eyes to dilate them. From my left side came shrills of "I don't wanna die...I don't wanna die!!" I hadn't been paying the least bit of attention to who was standing beside me up until this point and when I turned I saw a very apprehensive Ethan just crying away!! I tired about 3 times to inform him that nobody was dying and that I said dilate. Every time I said dilate, though, he into crying again, "I don't wanna die...I don't wanna die." I gave up. It wasn't doing any good. In my years of being around kids I've figured out a few things and one of them is...you can't reason with a three year old.