What did you say? (Part 2) and What did you just do?

For about a year now, Mini Me has enjoyed playing the "Who made ______?" game.  He gets on a roll and asks us a bunch of questions:  Who made Daddy?  Who made churches?  Who made peas?  Who made lamps?  Who made crackers?  Who made my tools?  Who made leaves?
He was recently running through a list of things when the conversation took a turn:


Mini Me: Who made God?
Me: Um, well, what do you think? 
Mini Me: I think God made himself.
Me: I guess that's pretty accurate.

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Another funny conversation:


Mini Me: Mommy come here!
Me: Just a minute, Sweetie.
Mini Me: Why is my name Sweetie?  
Me: I don't know, that's just what I call you sometimes.
Mini Me: Call me King.  Say, "I'm coming, King!"

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For almost 12 days in a row now, for 3 meals a day, Mini Me gives me comments like this:   

Thanks for a yummy brekist (breakfast), Mommy!

I really like this lunch.

Thank you for supper, Mommy.

This is great food.  

Thank you for making me all this food, Mommy.

My husband swears he hasn't been coaching him, and really, I don't care if he has been.  I do think this is something Mini Me does on his own because he says these things even when Daddy is not eating with us.  Not only are these comments frequent, they are also deeply sincere.  It melts my heart to hear my son showing such gratitude and the compliments to the chef are lovely, too!  

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Mini Me: When I grow up I'm going to be a dump truck.
Daddy: A dump truck driver?  
Mini Me: No, a dump truck.  And a doctor, and a baseball man, and a church singer.

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Mini Me killed a fly on our porch the other day using just his bare hands and a yellow ball from our ball pit.  Like father, like son....

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For five or six weeks, Little Lady tried her hardest to get around the floor.  She scooted, squirmed, wiggled backward, and for a few short days, rocked on hands and knees.  She never actually army crawled but she could really maneuver herself around.  


One day, she just up and crawled right across the room to Papi.  


In the few short weeks since, she has become a freakishly speedy crawler, started pulling to her knees and then pulling to standing, began to walk along things, can go from standing back to her bottom with grace and ease, can squat to pick up a toy from the floor while still standing, and walks easily as we hold her fingers.  


Her latest trick is to pull to standing on something (the couch, a cabinet, my legs) and let go.  The first few days she tried it, she would rock dangerously and fall to her bottom, but didn't take long for her to let go, put her hands in the air, grin like she'd just won an Olympic race, and stand solo for ten minutes (okay, about 40 seconds at best, but still....).  She knows she is doing something really important.  With her ability to walk assisted and now her new found balance, she'll be walking soon.  Way, way too soon for this mommy.