He reminds me of the Gershwin song They Can’t Take That Away from Me:
The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea…
The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No, no, they can’t take that away from me.
I’m so glad he comes home tomorrow afternoon!
While Chris is away at the youth conference, Isaiah and I have been babysitting a turtle! Our pastors are out of town and their boys are with Chris at the conference, so we have their pet turtle in a terrarium on our kitchen table. Isaiah is fascinated with it. The first thing he does each morning is run into the kitchen asking, “Where tu’tle?” It sleeps a lot and this bugs Isaiah because it hides under leaves and he can’t see it. He goes up by the turtle and says, “Wha’s wrong, Tu’tle?” I tell him the turtle is sleeping, but he doesn’t like that answer very well. He wants the turtle to do cool stuff so he can watch.
Chester, on the other hand, is afraid of the turtle. Our dog is such a city-slicker! When the turtle is awake, it walks around its container and its shell bumps on the glass. Chester hears the knocking sound and freaks out (he starts barking when our ice machine drops cubes into the bucket, so you can only imagine what this does to him). I tried to get him to jump up on my lap so he could look in the turtle’s terrarium, but he refused. I had to grab him and hold him to show him the turtle, but the whole time he was tense and as soon as I let him go, he jumped down. Then he stood on the floor at a “safe distance,” glaring at the turtle (it was moving around, so he could see it), and barked with all his might. He’s such a drama queen!