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Dennis the Inventor

Dennis: I want to be an inventor and make a robot.

Me: Hmmmm... I don't know how to make a robot. What do you think?

D: I think I need some googly eyes and metal.

Googly eyes and metal. Who would of thought?

Xander's quintuplets

Xander told me he had 5 babies in his belly. Their names are Blue, Steve, Joe, Lou and Darth Vader.

That's me. Proud Grandma to Darth Vader.

Eli and his signing

Ei was too rough with Eden and made her cry. I said to him, "Eden is sad when you do that. See how she is crying? She is telling you that she is sad." (thank you, Siblings Without Rivalry, for keeping me from saying "stop it! You are making her cry!). So what does Eli do?

He signs "I love you" to her.

Dear President Bush

My name is Dennis. I am 7 years old. I live in . I think we should have a coin of Harry Truman. We need one because there is not a Harry Truman coin. He was a good president and he lived in Missouri. On the other side of the coin should be a friendship handshake becuse some people need friendship. Please send a note back when the coin is finished. If you can't do the coin, send a letter saying sorry we cant make the coin.
Your Friend,
Dennis

My son wrote the above letter to President Bush. We're mailing it today. **fingers crossed Bush likes Harry Truman**

A day in the life of Xander

Just to give you an idea of what it is like to live with Xander...

As I was getting ready to hop in the shower, Xander informs me that when he becomes a mailman (his life's ambition), he will live in Ho-a-homa (Oklahoma). And when he finishes delivering all the mail in Ho-a-homa, he will return home and be my son again.

Should I break it to him now that once he's out his room is becoming a sewing room?

Next, he shares more wisdom as we were driving to church. We are Mormons so we do not drink coffee. Another one of Xander's life ambitions was to drink coffee. Why? Probably because he knows he isn't supposed to. Anyway, he's off the coffee drinking kick and now thinks coffee is bad. He tells me "Jesus isn't in George of the Jungle." Huh? What in the world is he talking about? "George drinks coffee. He doesn't have Jesus."

Time for the religious tolerance lesson.

And lastly, he has been spending the last 30 minutes packing his suitcase and saying good bye to all of us. He's going to miss all of us. Where is he going? Why, he's going to college. Tomorrow. He hasn't graduated preschool yet, but he's on his way to college. But first he needs me to pack his lunch with TWO juiceboxes. College is hard work.

Photographic memories and bedwetting

Dennis has a really good memory. I could bore you to tears with stories you wouldn't even believe about his amazing memory.

When he was about 5 years old, he told me, "my mind is like a picture. I can't forget things!"

Now, at 7, he claims to have a photographic memory. I'm not about to argue with him. He saw a poster about Martin Luther King one time and was able to recite the paragraph from his "I Had a Dream" that was written on the poster. Verbatim.

Well, he also has a shortcoming. He doesn't stay dry at night. I'd say he was a bedwetter but that almost implies he has stayed dry at some point. He never has. He has never been potty trained overnight.

Tonight, I talked to him about trying to stay dry and some things we can do to help him stay dry. He gave me his reason why he thinks he can't stay dry.

"I can't stay dry because I have a photographic memory. People without photographic memories can stay dry but I can't because I think too much and can't think about going to the bathroom when I'm asleep."

Apparently, he doesn't see it as a shortcoming but a natural byproduct of his genius.

In other words, only stupid people can hold their pee overnight. And who I am to argue? I don't have a photographic memory AND I can hold my bladder overnight. It's a wonder I manage to get through the day without poking myself in the eye.

Shocking!

For Dennis's birthday, one of his friends gave him a simple electricity kit. He can learn all about electricity by hooking the various wires to a battery. After he opened the gift, I said, "Whoa, Dennis, do you think you can handle electricity?" To which he replied,

"I sure hope so!"

So do we, son. So do we.