Convos With Kids #247365711: Spelling

September 2014

Lady J is starting to spell out her responses, as is expected, as she learns to read more and is used to hearing adults spell out words. Bud is trying to follow suit, as is expected from a younger sibling….

…Except Bud doesn’t have a clue about the correlation between phonics and letters yet and seems to limit his requests to using four letters at a time. His attempts are generally innocent and difficult to decipher: Mommy? Can I have k-b-z-y? (Translation: goldfish.)

However, this morning, while in the waiting room at the dentist’s office, he loudly asked if he could play with that d-o-n-g while he had one hand in his pocket and the other pointed in the general direction of the other people in room…

…There are no words for the obvious embarrassment that the 2 young gentlemen who shared the tiny space with us felt, as one’s face flushed bright red, and the other covered his face in his hands and stifled a guffaw.

Fortunately, the door to the back opened and the dental hygienist called on us to follow her, or it may have been more #awkward.

#soTHAThappened #boysandtheirtoys #kidssaythedarnedestthings

(After his checkup was complete and we were exiting, I discovered that Bud was referring to the “treasure chest” for post-visit-prizes.)

Fawts Awe Awways Funny

 

K-Mad is happily reading (playing with) the book “Farts in the Wild” while Lady J & Bud are busy cleaning up and IMG_4475putting toys away.

Bud, clearly recognizing that she is not doing her fair share of the work, walks up to her and sternly says, “K-Mad, stop futzin’ awound. It’s time to cwean up!”

He then turns to me and starts hysterically laughing, “Ah-hahahaha!!!! Get it, Mom? See’s futzin’ awound cause see’s weading the FAWT book! Hahahaha! I finally told a joke with a good punch wine!  YES! Now DAT was funny!” He saunters away still giggling, amused and full of pride… #fartsarefunny

{Meanwhile, down the hall, Lady J is busy telling Grandma the “Interrupting Fart knock-knock joke” Grandma was not nearly as amused by such shannanigans…}

 

The Creepy Elf on the Shelf: 12.5.14

 Lady J: Mom, did you know that Happy is in the bathroom?

 Me: What? Why would he be in the bathroom?

 J: I don’t know but don’t move him. I don’t want him to lose his magic…. But Mom? Maybe cover his eyes with toilet paper bc he’s kinda creepin’ me out in there. I mean, do you think he’s watching? Ew…

 #WhenGoodElvesGoBad

 (This is what happens when your MIL panics because we both forgot to move the Elf…again…and she didn’t want the kids to find him in the same place….again…#NiceTryGrandma)

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Somewhere Over the Rainbow: 12.2.14

IMG_5665Our local community center has a Christmas tree in its lobby that the kids are naturally curious about and enamored with. They ventured over to get a close up / hands on look and asked what all the tags were for.

On the tree are tags with names of elderly folks who need or want items for Christmas. The program is called Elves for the Elderly and you pick a tag and get the item/s on the back for the person.

Bud and K-Mad wanted to pick a tag from the Christmas tree at community center for the program Elves for the Elderly. They asked me to read the names so they could decide who to get a gift for. After reading about 25 names, they both settled on Dorothy for the following reasons:

Bud: Da Wizawd of Oz was made a wong time ago so Dowothy is pwobabwy weawy owd and can’t get huh own Chwistmas pwesents.

K-Mad: Actshuwy, see needs somefing to get huh back ova da wainbow

Bud: Yeah, but see aweady came back wif huh shoes. Now we dust need ta send da pwesent fwom Pennsywvania ta Kansas, I fink.

K-Mad was also very concerned that Elphaba didn’t have a tag but Bud reassured her that she can get her own gifts because she can do magic…

Needlesstosay, my little munchkins are doing their small part to take good care of Dorothy this year and spread the magic and love around.

#GivingTuesday #Wicked-ly thoughtful #SomewhereOverTheRainbow