The plight of Dan's phone, and some lyrics

I forgot to mention a funny thing the doctor said to me yesterday. She said, "Well. Elijah is short. But he is definitely not skinny." :) That's our boy.

Dan's poor phone. I'm pretty sure it starts swearing every time it sees Elijah coming. This morning Elijah pulled himself up to standing next to the end table, grabbed the phone and dropped into a glass of juice. Luckily the glass wasn't very full and the phone is ok. Then, Dan noticed that our cell phone bill was quite high this month. He looked into it and found that Elijah had spent $53 watching movies online. $53! That is like a million dollars to us right now.

I recently bought the Bullfrogs and Butterflies CD for Elijah. My dad bought me this record, along with my little white and red striped record player, when I was 5 and had chicken pox. I listened to that record about nine thousand times per week. Last week, before I had bought the CD for Elijah, I realized I was singing one of the songs from this album in my head. But, I hadn't listened to the songs in over 25 years! It's crazy how easy it is to remember words, as long as they are attached to a tune. As we listened to the CD, Elijah and I danced around the living room (my arms are still sore from this), and I still knew every single word from every one of those songs. Thanks for the record, Dad! It has obviously left a life-long impression on me.

The song that was in my head last week has a little boy and a little girl having a conversation in song. Although a bit cheesy, as are most kids' songs, I loved the message that was replaying itself in my head:

Boy: I don't ever want to grow up.
Girl: Why?
B: 'Cause you can't play, you gotta work all day.
G: I don't want to grow up, either.
B: Why?
G: 'Cause grown-ups get too busy to pray.
B: Pray? Bobby says praying doesn't help much.
G: Oh?
B: He says you gotta do it yourself.
G: Well God doesn't say that in the Bible.
B: The Bible?
G: The big black book on Mommy's shelf.
B: Oh yeah. Who's God?
G: He's my Father.
B: You mean your dad?
G: No silly. God's much bigger than my dad.
B: He is?
G: Yes, he made everything.
B: Everything?
G: He even made you.
B: Awwww. Where's God?
G: He's everywhere.
B: Everywhere?
G: Yes, everywhere.
B: Tell me, what does he do?
G: He takes good care of me and you.
B: Why?
G: Because he loves us.
B: But why?
G: I don't know, he just does.
B: Oh. Well I still don't really want to grow up.
G: Oh?
B: But if I do, I think I'll pray.
G: Oh.
B: 'Cause you know I know that He would help me, if God is really that way.
G: Well you don't have to wait until you grow up.
B: Oh?
G: If you want, you can talk to him, too.
B: Ok.
B & G: Thank you, God, because you love us. And for everything you do!