March 17, 1994: Yesterday, Caleb told us that when he
grew up, he wanted to buy a ship. "I will tell the sailors to take it out
into the deep ocean where there are sharks, so the people can see the sharks
and tell me what they look like."
Right after midnight this morning, Rebecca knocked on our
door. "Mommy, Sarah wants you to come in and lay down with her." Murray,
figuring that Rebecca wanted something also, asked, "And what do you
want?" "I want her to stop crying so I can go back to sleep,"
Rebecca replied.
Some friends were playing over today, and the little boy was
playing with the girls' jewelry. Sarah didn't want him to, so his mother told
him, "That's their private business." Sarah said assuredly, "No
it isn't, it's just jewelry.”
Tonight, Rebecca and Ping-Hwei were playing Scrabble. Rebecca
said, "I'll go first." Ping-Hwei said, "No, me." Rebecca
answered him, "No, Ping-Hwei, I'm the little one."
March 25, 1997: The other day Sarah was asking me
questions about Jerusalem, and then she said, "Is that where our God died?"
March 25, 1997: Tonight Rebecca and Caleb sat with Murray
during a church service. The lesson was on forgiveness and the preacher, making
the point that we all have difficulties in our pasts, asked the rhetorical
question, "Who has perfect parents?" Rebecca and Caleb raised their
hands.
March 26, 1997: Before the church service tonight, Murray
wandered away to talk to someone. When he came back to the kids, Sarah was
sitting on the lap of our friend Brenda, who had her hands around Sarah's
waist. Brenda said, "She climbed up here by herself. Then she took my
hands, put them around her, and said, 'My mommy puts her hands like this.'
"Brenda, who doesn't have little girls anymore, looked pretty pleased.
March 28, 1997: Rebecca looked at the shopping list
tonight, and said, "You put an 'e' on the end of tomato, and that's not
good, so I'm circling it."
March 30, 1997: Sarah wanted to sit on Kathy's lap the
other evening because, she said, "My forehead hurts." "I'm
sorry," Kathy responded, "when did your forehead start hurting?"
Sarah answered, "A few days ago."
April 6, 1997: On the way to church this morning, the
kids were discussing heaven. "You can eat all you want there, and it won't
give you a stomach ache," said Caleb. Rebecca responded, "Yes, you do
get stomach aches, but you laugh at them."
We had dinner tonight at a restaurant with many people
from our church. Murray wanted Sarah to come 3 or 4 seats over to sit next to
him and told her, "Sarah, there's a chair right next to me." She
said, "Well, I'm already in a chair."
Caleb told Kathy today, "When I shake my hands (and
arms), I can hear something shaking in there."
Tonight, Ping-Hwei looked at the return address portion
of a letter Murray wrote (Murray just uses street address and zip code), and
said with concern, "No Murray McKinsey."
April 9, 1997: Yesterday Sarah was playing with the Mr.
Potato Head game, and she got out the sheet of paper from the game which shows
which accessories to put into which heads. She told me that when she was making
the potato heads, "I obeyed the recipe."
Caleb had a program at school last night, and they were
supposed to dress nicely. He told me, talking about a girl in his class,
"Mercedes said she was going to go home and change herself into a
dress."
April 11, 1997: Last night Sarah told Murray, "You
can't take your seat belt off till the car stops rumbling."