We all love Brody. We love how he is usually in his own world, thinking about building things or how things work and why things are the way they are. Often he interrupts from the back seat of the car as the rest of us are singing to music, with things to say...from Brody world. I laugh quite a bit but wanted to share his comments from yesterday's car ride.
B: Mama, you know what I think of when I say Brody?
Me: No, I can't imagine, what?
B: I think of ALL the colors of the rainbow. Thats what my name makes me think of.
Me: Wow! That's really cool.
B: Ya know what I think when I think of Maxwell?
Me: I can only imagine. What?
B: I think of lightning when I hear Max. It sounds like lightning. And well makes me think of a well.
Me: Hmmm...that's really pretty cool. I haven't ever thought that way buddy.
B: And you know what I think of when I say N*?
Me: Tell me please!
B: Happiness.
Aaawwwww! What a conversation. I love hearing what this boy thinks. :) I have loved his name since we gave it to him. I am so glad he loves it too.
2 comments:
It is good that he is willing to try to verbalize what he is thinking about. I can see him being a writer or poet or both.
When I hear N* I think of happiness, too!
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