Vincent Van Gogh

Is that even how you spell his name?
The other day, JP, Nolan, and I were at the drs office.  We were in the lab area and JP said to me "Hey mom, that's the vase of 12 sunflowers".  I said what?  as we looked up at the painting on the wall, I wondered what this little man was talking about.  I looked around the room at the smiles and smirks on everyone else's faces.  I repeated what he said, "the vase of 12 sunflowers" and w/ a duh look on his face, shaking his head he said "mom, Vincent Van Gogh".  Everyone's face dropped...wide open, as did mine!  I asked him where he learned that and he said, art class mom.  ---The story doesn't end there.  Tonight, I was sharing the vase of 12 sunflower story w/ mom and dad.  They cracked up and like me, and everyone else in the waiting area, they were in shock.  Mom then helped JP put his sweat shirt on and she called him Vincent Van Gogh and he looked up at her and said, "how did he even lose his ear?" I looked at mom and said, "He doesn't have an ear?" Sure enough...Vincent is 1 ear short and my son, needless to say, isn't short of anything.  My little genius!
Our other precious joy will be 4 tomorrow!  I am in shock...my baby...who is one of the funniest beings alive, will be 4.  I'm sad but super excited, and I'm crying just thinking about how fast time has flown.
Time flies when you are having fun, it even flies when you aren't.  Time just flies regardless of what is going on around you.  It reminds me that I need to cherish and capture as many moments and memories as possible.  I am so grateful that the Lord gave me my babies...smart, funny, beautiful.  They are little mini versions of Josh and I and they have brought us such great joy.  I love my boys!  Their daddy too!  :)