SPOILER ALERT- This is NOT Nate. Nate has been struggling lately with a number of things, and hasn’t felt up to writing. But I wanted to share some of these, because, even when he isn’t writing, this little blogger still amazes and entertains us with his words.   He is such a gift in our lives, teaching us so much about emotions, challenges, courage, facing our fears and paying attention to everything. And I mean EVERYTHING. This little big boy doesn’t miss much.  

Hopefully he’ll be back to writing soon. In the meantime…Hope you enjoy Nate this way as well.  Have a creative weekend! 

Hopefully he’ll be back to writing soon. In the meantime…Hope you enjoy Nate this way as well.

This is by far the creepiest thing to date as a parent:

MOMMA: (Upon being woken by Nate at 1 am, inches from my face.) “AAAAA! Nate!! What are you doing???”
NATE: (In a guttural Hulk-like voice) “I AM NOCTURNAL!!!”
MOMMA: **I’m still shuddering.**

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NATE: “Momma, Daddy- the hawder you push on a spwing, the hawder it pushes back. That’s why we need to jump hawd on a mattress… because the spwings in it can launch us high up in the air. Okay???…Okay. Got it? Good.”

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NATE: “So…cwayons have wax, pens have ink, and pencils have…pencil stuff. They all have diffewent feces!!”
MOMMA: “Ummm…do you mean FEATURES?”
NATE: “That IS what I said.”
MOMMA: **Blink. Blink.**
NATE: “Awe you having twouble heawing Momma?”
MOMMA: **Uses serious, somewhat angry eyes**
NATE: “Now awe you having twouble talking Momma?”

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DADDY: “Some dinosaurs can fly. Some can walk. Some eat meat, some eat plants, some eat both!”
NATE: “Good obsewvation Dad.”

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NATE: “Momma, you awe doing it wong.”
MOMMA: “Is there a wrong way Nate? How about I put these cars and dinosaurs how I like, and you put yours how you like?”
NATE: **BIG. BIG. HUGE Sigh.**
NATE: “No.”
NATE: “I love YOU Momma, but I don’t love what you awe DOING!”
MOMMA: (muttering) “Sheesh kid…what a buzzkill.”

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LYLA: “Momma, I hungwy.”
LYLA: “Momma.”
LYLA: “Momma. I…I…I…need fwuit snacks.”
MOMMA: “Oh really?! You NEED fruit snacks Lyla?”
LYLA: “Uh-huh.”
NATE: “Lyla, you WANT fwuit snacks. You don’t NEED them. There is a diffewence you know.”

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And to end…a little more serious, but no less profound!

NATE: “Where were you bowned Momma?”
MOMMA: “Borned? Where was I born?”
NATE: “Yes, did you not hear me?”
MOMMA: “Okay. Watch it. I was born in Michigan.”
NATE: “Watch what? You were bowned in Michigan? Not heaven?”
MOMMA:  “Awe, sweetie! No, not in heaven.”
NATE:  “Well, you look like you were borned in heaven. I guess thewe awe diffewent places to get bown. Well…I was bown in heaven. It’s beautiful thewe. You’ll see.”