My mom should know my name

04.6.2007 | 7:12 pm | Everyday Life

J went to the potty. Good job! J then requested 2 m&m’s.

Mommy: What color m&m’s do you want?

J: one blue and one orange.

Mommy: go Tennessee! (thinking Big Orange)

J: No, my name is (insert first, middle, and last name here)!

J: Don’t call me Tennessee (spoken as “Ten-C”). My name is (insert first, middle and last name here).

J: You can call me (insert first, middle and last name here)!

Mommy: okay (like I didn’t name you, kid! I knew your name before you were born. It might have been your Nana that taught you to say your name, but I wrote it on your birth certificate!)

Daddy’s home and brought milkshakes!

04.6.2007 | 4:44 pm | Everyday Life

Daddy stopped at Sonic on his way home and brought us milkshakes. As soon as he pulled into the driveway, the boys ran out to get hugs. J got his hug and ran back inside because, “I’m so cold!”

I have been stacking the bags of garbage in the garage lately instead of walking them around to the outside garbage can. As he was running inside, I was gathering up part of the garbage and took it to the garbage can. I came back around the side of the house and B told me that the house door had closed and that J was screaming. I ran to him and here was the conversation:

J: I want you!

Mommy: What happened?

J: the door closed on my fingers and hurt me. I don’t like to be hurt.

Mommy: Want me to kiss your fingers?

J: no, yeah.

Mommy at J’s instructions kisses each finger that hurts.

Mommy: Does that feel better?

J: yeah. C, let’s go outside and see the log skidder. (There are construction vehicles out back preparing the ground for a new neighborhood. I guess my kisses are magic.)

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I asked Daddy - You are in such a good mood this evening. Milkshakes, tossing the kids in the air as they laugh… What’s up, Daddy? (I mentioned that as he was on the way home, I called him to let him know that I scheduled a babysitter for tomorrow evening. Did this cause his sudden happy mood?!) Daddy responded:

I didn’t get fired.
I didn’t get a raise.
I’m not having an affair.
I don’t have another family.
I don’t have other kids.
I’m just glad to see you. (Aaww, sweet man and good Daddy!)

Oh, the innocence of a child

04.6.2007 | 4:18 pm | Everyday Life

Mommy: Who was Noah?

J: He had a neat boat.

Mommy: Did Noah let the animals on his boat?

J: (Smiling really big) YEAH!

J: Noah was a grownup.

J: My class can go with Noah. C’s can’t.

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This morning we were watching Leap Frog’s Talking Words Factory. It is about learning how to spell words, learning to read. I was talking to C about Tad, the main character. Here was part of our discussion:

Mommy: Tad knows his letters. Do you know your letters?

C: yeah

Mommy: Tad can’t read. Can you read?

C: no

Mommy: You are just like Tad. You can learn to read along with Tad!

C: How do I get into the tv so I can go to (to the Talking Words Factory) with Tad?

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