The other day Jonah laid down on the coffee table and said: "I am meat. Eat me, mommy."
I asked him who cooked him. He replied: "Uncle Andy."
"How did he cook you?" I wondered. "In a pot on top of the stove, in the microwave, in the oven or in the toaster?"
"In the oven, pancake-style." Jonah said and stuck his hand in front of my face: "Eat the bone; the crunchy part, mommy."
This blog tells the story of my life as a mother of my "love dove" (Jonah = dove in Hebrew)
Jonah's Quote of the Day
Mom (tucking Jonah in): "Did you know that Daddy and I really wanted you? That you are our dream come true?"
Jonah: "Did you know you were growing a beard, Tereza?"
Mom: "Oh. Where?"
Jonah: "Because I see some hair on your chin."
Mom: "How many hairs?"
Jonah: "Fourteen."
- February 2012
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Loved Jonah's quote, but you tell him that's what mommies do - love you!
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