The "G" Word

Mrs. Scott: "blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, girl, blah, blah, blah, blah"

Our seven year old: "Did I hear the G-word?"

MS: "What's that?"

7: "Girl?"

MS: "Yes."

Our one year old: "Guhl."

I Haven't Seen That Since I Was Three Years Old

Mrs. Scott needed a magnifying glass to read the serial number on an electronic part. I directed her to our seven year old since he had a magnifying glass to look at bugs. He replied, "I don't know where it is. I haven't seen that since I was three years old."

MIddle Of The Night Catch

Our one year old had great trouble falling asleep tonight. We figured out that he had an earache, so Mrs. Scott sent me out to find an all night store to buy some kiddie meds. I returned and we gave him some cherry flavored whateveritwas, then we ended up playing catch with a ball in the wee hours, all at his doing. He ran and got a glove, too. He's now asleep.

Sax

Our oldest is in the first grade and did homwork tonight on the sound made by the letter 'x'. One of his tasks was to circle all the pictures of objects that ended in 'x'. When I asked why he didn't circle that one (I pointed to the sax), he answered that saxophone didn't end in 'x'.

On The Front Porch

I sat with our one year old on the front porch yesterday. There are two chairs on the porch. He saw me sit in one about two weeks ago and decided he wanted to be there just like daddy. So yesterday he climbed up into one as if to beg me to do the same. I did. I slapped my arms down on the chair's arms and he did the same. My feet touch the ground, but his barely reach the edge of the chair.

Walk The Dog

The other day our oldest and middle sons came out of their room with a crazy act. The oldest held a leash that they made out of a "Zoob" connector set, while the youngest had it around his neck and acted like a dog. What a crackup.

Six Pack

Mrs. Scott pointed out to me our 3 year old's exposed abs when she was holding him upside down while they were goofing around. He curled up toward her in one of those gym class situps. He looked ripped. He's just got this athletic body type, a muscular three year ole, and he's good at sports type of activities.

Young Driver

Today our youngest had a cold so he couldn't be in church nursery. I took him out to the car and I sat in the front seat to do some things. I brought him up front with me and he lit up like a Christmas tree, taking the steering wheel and turning it gleefully. He was having a blast. He has watched me and Mrs. Scott drive for months and now it was his turn. He also found the electric window buttons and the gear shift. Wheeee!

Cold Bludid

The other night I sat with our six year old as he did his homework. One sheet asked him to write a short story. The line started off as, "I want to learn all about ____" with a number of blank lines. He wrote that he wanted to learn all about "cold bludid animals, lisrs and crocodils", which translated into second grade is, "cold blooded animals, lizards and crocodiles."

Daddy's Shoes

Not only does our youngest (he's now 15 months old) put my briefcase away when I get home and hand me my lunch on my way out the door, he opens the door for me, then hands me my lunch. This last week he has taken to pulling my shoes out of the closet when I get dressed. Yesterday he pulled both sets of shoes out, my brown pair and my black pair. He pulled one of each out first and put them on the bed in front of me as I was dressing. I laughed and commented on how he mixed the colors. Mrs. Scott whispered that I should wait to see if he figured it out. He got a second pair and put them on the bed, too. He paused and looked at them, arranged in order on the bed, black, brown, black, brown. He then grabbed both brown shoes and put them together. I thanked him and put on my black shoes because they went with the outfit I already had on, and put my brown ones back in the closet just after he walked away. He then came back to the closet and started whining, grabbed the brown shoes and gave them to me. It's like he wanted me to wear the brown ones all along.

A Great Day At The Ballpark With One Of My Kids

Last week I had a great experience at the game with our three year old who is a big baseball fan. He put on a better show than the Giants in the Kids Fun Lot. Read about it here at my baseball blog.