“Mom!” Gabe says.
“What” I ask, boxing clothes for our sudden departure for Spokane (Dec. 17, 2008).
“We can’t forget this buddy ol’ pal” Gabe says, gently patting Mia’s Easy Bake Oven with affection…obviously adopting a masculine snarl to his lip (in case daddy was watching), “right Mom?”
“Of course son…” I said “and I promise I won’t tell your dad you said that.”
“Thanks Mom.” Says Gabe “I sure do love you.”
Horse correction: when one has done something wrong and needs to be set right. Also known as “course” correction.
~Gabriel
“poo-poo new-new”
This word invariably causes fits of laughter in the hendrickson tribe – and Gabe has mastered slipping it into every conversation he has with EVERYONE – whether it makes sense or not.
~Mama Faith
We (Chris and Faith) just had our 8 year “meeting” anniversary yesterday (9/17/08) …and for 8 years we’ve been saying that we’re going to journal the funny/silly/crazy things our 3 kids (Chase: boy, 9;Mia: girl, 6; Gabriel: boy, 4) say and do…but we’ve been too lazy. 
Well grandma and grandpa – we’re finally doing it! Yeah!
What prompted this? The newest accounting from Chris about what Gabriel said:
Chris picked Gabe up from preschool. The van was stopped at the street on a hill. Outside the van was a tennis ball on the ground.
Upon seeing the ball outside the van, Gabe says to Chris:
“Daddy-daddy, do you see that ball?”
“Yes, Gabe, I see the ball buddy…” says Dad.
Gabe is quiet, considering something…
“Dad,” he says slowly (and very earnestly), “how does the ball stay on the hill? Do you think it’s because it has tiny legs?”
~End Gabe’ism Story 9/18/08
