Heard over the back fence...

or the back seat of the car...

or the dinner table...

or...

Kennedy asks me fairly routinely if I like being a mom.

Which she typically follows up with "Why?".

Now, I have various reasons at various times as to why I love being a mom, 

but lately one of my favorite parts of being a mom is what I get to "overhear". ;)

This is what I've overheard over the last 36 hours...

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Kennedy to Ben on the phone: "Mom didn't mean to pull my tooth out.  Not like the other ones.  She just accidentally ripped it out."

***

Gwen:  "How do we know that we love the real God?  Like how do we know that He is the only real one?"

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Ty (to Kennedy): "... so sometimes you just have to talk about it.  Like when you have to talk about why you got in trouble in school."

Kennedy:  "I don't get in trouble in school... I don't even know how you'd get in trouble in school.  You're not allowed to even touch each other..."

Ty: silence...

***

Me:  "So, Ty, did you and Taylin (a little cutie from his class) talk about having a playdate today?"

Ty:  "Yeah."

Me:  "Are you glad we're going to go to Wacky Tacky with her?"

Ty:  "I guess."

Me:  "Are you going to play with her there?"

Ty:  "If there's no one else to play with, I will."

Me:  "So why did you want to have a playdate with her?"

Ty:  "Because Taylin told me during Reading Time today to ask my mom if I could have a playdate so I did."

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Ty to me while driving: "Mom, how fast are you going?"

Me: "Umm, 50 mph"

Ty: "Stop speeding."

Me: "I'm not."

Ty: "Yes you are.  The speed limit said 40."

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Gwen to Ben on the phone: "So where are you?..."

"...Um, Oklahoma?"

"... Connecticut?"

"... the St. Regis?"

"...wait, aren't you not supposed to talk on the phone while you're driving?"

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So dear Kennedy,

When you're 100 years old and reading this, you'll know exactly why I cherished being your mom.

You'll also know why I have all the grey hairs that I do and why sometimes I just like it when it's really quiet. ;)