Today, yesterday and last week

"Hi. I am Elias Marler. I am a male. I am not a vegeterian (sic). I like chicken the best."

I finished reading Charlotte's Webb to Elias and Ezra last night. Ezra cried and cried when Charlotte died. It was so sad. He's such a sensitive kid. I love it.

We actually had our first conversation about death a couple of weeks ago. We were watching "Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade" and at the end when the man drinks from the wrong cup and ages very quickly until he turns into a skeleton, I covered Ezra's eyes. Apparently, I didn't do a very good job.

It was a couple of hours later when I found out. He was sitting on the counter "helping" me cook dinner and he started asking all kinds of questions about getting old. He finally admitted to "peaking through the cracks" at the end of the movie. He asked about Brad and me growing old and dying. He began to cry. "I don't want you to die!" He thought that it would happen very quickly like in the movie. Then, he asked about Poppaw getting old and when he would die. It was all very sad. Poor thing.

We went swimming this morning. Elias is really good at swimming now. He can swim across the pool without any help and we told him he could get in the deeper pool as long as he stays near the wall. My little Ezra, who used to be so shy and afraid of everything, has become a daredevil and will try anything. That kid might be the death of me. Brad and I each got a chance to swim 10 laps.

This afternoon, we went to Elias' Italian friend's birthday party where I ate too much (real) pizza. He had a good time. Even in Italy, they know Tennessee through Jack Daniels. Too funny.

Til the next time!

xoxoxoxo