I headed for the loo and my entourage followed me into the bathroom. Me: Can't I just poop in private? Miss4: But I want to watch you Mommy, because I love you.
7 year old received a rubber band with a paper clip on it AND a sparkly rock with dirt on it from his crush yesterday. He showed me the rock and then said, "I know you want me to throw it outside, but it's from my FRIEND and I can't throw out a present!"
I don't let them keep rocks in the house. But clearly this one has value, so I just winked at him as he protectively slid it back in his pocket.
Kid: "Mom, I want to watch the show with mazangiana in it." Me: "Um... what?" Him: "Mozantna?" Me: "I don't get it" Him: "Nuhsantag?" Me: "Seriously... What are you trying to say?!" Him: "It has a cat in it. He likes... maaaaa saaaaaaag aaaaaanttttt UH" Me: "..................you mean Garfield?"
The kids saw a movie in which a car slipped on banana skins, so now, whenever I'm driving my 2 year old warns me: 'Careful, careful, nana, slip'
How times have changed...she now exhorts me to to 'Cwash! Cwash!' when we're driving. She'll even get really specific: 'Cwasha white car!' when the car in front of us is white.
Me (joking): "So kids, what did you get me for Christmas?" 7 year old (totally serious): "We didn't get you anything yet, you have to go to the store and pick it out for yourself after Christmas." "You can pick whatever color you want. Like green. Or pink, I guess. Or green." "Also, I'm not going to tell you what it is, but it has tires." Me: "Oh gee. I have no idea what it could possibly be. Can I put a horn on it?" Him: "Yes." Me: "Does it have pedals?" Him: "Yeah. But I won't tell you what it is, Mom, you have to wait until Christmas! Then I'll tell you and then you have to wait to go pick out your own." Me: "Is it big?" Him: "Yeah. And you can ride on it." Me: "It must be a kite." Him: "ITS NOT A KITE!" Me: "Oh, well, that was just a guess. Because your hints have been very vague and I wasn't sure." Him: "Kites don't have pedals, tires, OR horns!"
And yet he doesn't know why I left him out of the Christmas secret for dad. I knew within hours of their shopping trip that I'm getting a bike. H didn't know until he tore the paper off today what he was getting. Because the 5 year old keeps secrets better than his big brother.
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Me: Can't I just poop in private?
Miss4: But I want to watch you Mommy, because I love you.
"Maman, can polices give people money for not driving fast?"
Genius.
We were poking fun, asking if he was cute, etc.
#2 son says to her, "ok, on a scale from you to me, how hot is he?"
I don't let them keep rocks in the house. But clearly this one has value, so I just winked at him as he protectively slid it back in his pocket.
There is joy in this path, too.
Me: "I'd rather be cremated."
6yo: "Can I use a flamethrower?"
Me: "Um... what?"
Him: "Mozantna?"
Me: "I don't get it"
Him: "Nuhsantag?"
Me: "Seriously... What are you trying to say?!"
Him: "It has a cat in it. He likes... maaaaa saaaaaaag aaaaaanttttt UH"
Me: "..................you mean Garfield?"
There is joy in this path, too.
6yo grandson: "I like to dream I'm a stormtrooper and I do special secret jobs for Darth Vadar."
I swear if you met this kid, he wouldn't seem creepy at all, but......
S3 - Momma, I already got a hippopotamus...and I lost it.
How times have changed...she now exhorts me to to 'Cwash! Cwash!' when we're driving. She'll even get really specific: 'Cwasha white car!' when the car in front of us is white.
me: 'Okay, you can be a dog'
Miss 2 'woof'
7 year old (totally serious): "We didn't get you anything yet, you have to go to the store and pick it out for yourself after Christmas."
"You can pick whatever color you want. Like green. Or pink, I guess. Or green."
"Also, I'm not going to tell you what it is, but it has tires."
Me: "Oh gee. I have no idea what it could possibly be. Can I put a horn on it?"
Him: "Yes."
Me: "Does it have pedals?"
Him: "Yeah. But I won't tell you what it is, Mom, you have to wait until Christmas! Then I'll tell you and then you have to wait to go pick out your own."
Me: "Is it big?"
Him: "Yeah. And you can ride on it."
Me: "It must be a kite."
Him: "ITS NOT A KITE!"
Me: "Oh, well, that was just a guess. Because your hints have been very vague and I wasn't sure."
Him: "Kites don't have pedals, tires, OR horns!"
And yet he doesn't know why I left him out of the Christmas secret for dad. I knew within hours of their shopping trip that I'm getting a bike. H didn't know until he tore the paper off today what he was getting. Because the 5 year old keeps secrets better than his big brother.
There is joy in this path, too.