"Anna, put that down!" "But I'm THIRSTY!" "Anna, that's not a drink, that's hairspray."
Joshua, commenting on his Cars-themed chicken and noodle soup: "Lightening McQueen is from Cars, and I love him. But I don't like this."
Anna: "I have toys in my bottom!" (She then proceeded to pull toys out of her pull-up.)
Matthew: "BA-BA-BA-BA-BA!" (Not that exciting, but I wouldn't want him to be left out!)
Anna commenting on the popcorn in the microwave: "The cock-corn is making a silly noise!"
Anna, talking to the flock of birds she saw outside the van window: "Hi birds! My name is Anna. And this is Mommy, and Joshua, and Matthew. He's my BROTHER! We're taking Joshua to preschool."
Anna talking to the spider cricket in the bathroom: "Hi, I'm Anna! And this is my mommy, Mom. And this is Matthew. I'm going PEE!"
Anna: "I am not the cheese."
Joshua: "I'm taking off my shirt because I am JOSHUA."
Joshua, to his father: "I'm big, and you're big, but you're taller than me, so I've got to get taller when I'm five."
"ANNA! YOU HAVE TO WEAR CLOTHES!"
Anna: "Joshua, you're a princess."
Joshua: "No, I'm a prince. I rescue you."
Matthew: "DA-DA-DA-DA-DA-DA-DA!"
Anna: "I think I'm Anna...yup, I'm Anna."
And finally, not overheard in the house, but in the van...
Joshua: "Anna, Knock knock!"
Anna: "Knock knock!"
Joshua: "NO! You're supposed to say who's there!"
Anna: "I don't WANT to say who's there!"
Joshua: "Why?"
Anna: "BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO SAY WHO'S THERE!"
Joshua: "NO! You're supposed to say 'I don't know'!"
Anna: "I DON'T WANT TO SAY THAT!"
Pause.
Joshua: "Anna, knock knock!"
Anna: "Knock knock!"
...and so on and so forth...
Monday, October 11, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Princess Anna, part 2
Earlier this week, Anna and I were in the doctor's office waiting (because that's what you do in the doctor's office) and to pass the time, we started another story about Princess Anna and her horse, Cereal. I like to let her fill in the blanks, so the conversation went like this:
Me: "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess named..."
Anna: "ANNA!"
Me: "That's right, Anna! And she lived in a beautiful castle and had a horse named..."
Anna: "Cereal!"
Me: "Cereal, ok, still Cereal. And one day Anna and Cereal were riding through the town when they saw a..."
Anna: "Ummm...TRICERATOPS!"
It's a good thing the doctor came in shortly after that, I was laughing too hard to really add much more to the story!
Me: "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess named..."
Anna: "ANNA!"
Me: "That's right, Anna! And she lived in a beautiful castle and had a horse named..."
Anna: "Cereal!"
Me: "Cereal, ok, still Cereal. And one day Anna and Cereal were riding through the town when they saw a..."
Anna: "Ummm...TRICERATOPS!"
It's a good thing the doctor came in shortly after that, I was laughing too hard to really add much more to the story!
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Dinnertime
Some families, when they gather for the evening meal, share intellectual discourse. Some laugh about the events of the day. Some even use it as a time to learn new things, such as a foreign language or the history of Ancient Rome.
Here's a list of things that happened at my family dinner tonight:
- Daddy let Joshua choose whether Matthew would start with his pureed pears or carrots. He chose pears, which meant Matthew did not EAT his carrots when it came time to feed them to him.
- Anna jumped up halfway through dinner, ran to the other side of the room, yelled "Look what I can do!" and proceeded to do a somersault.
- Joshua discovered that if he shut his eyes tight and swung his head back and forth, he was hilarious. At least to himself.
- Anna got down on all fours in her chair and started barking like a dog.
- Joshua began crowing like a rooster. "Cock-a-doodle-do!"
- We had an identity crisis as first Anna claimed that Daddy was Joshua, then Joshua claimed the same. It's hard to keep these things straight after all.
- Joshua flung his arm in a dramatic fashion out to the side, hit his milk, and sent it crashing to the floor. As I ran to get towels, Joshua had started to whimper when his sister came to the rescue: "Don't worry Joshua! MOMMY will clean it up!!"
- Anna ate two bites of biscuit. Joshua ate a serving of roast, a serving of peas, and two biscuits. When we tried praising Joshua in an attempt to encourage Anna to eat more, she simply joined in: "Good job, Joshua, good job!" When asked if she was going to eat any of her dinner, she paused and then responded "Ummm...no."
Perhaps the intellectual discussions will come later on.
Then again, maybe not.
Here's a list of things that happened at my family dinner tonight:
- Daddy let Joshua choose whether Matthew would start with his pureed pears or carrots. He chose pears, which meant Matthew did not EAT his carrots when it came time to feed them to him.
- Anna jumped up halfway through dinner, ran to the other side of the room, yelled "Look what I can do!" and proceeded to do a somersault.
- Joshua discovered that if he shut his eyes tight and swung his head back and forth, he was hilarious. At least to himself.
- Anna got down on all fours in her chair and started barking like a dog.
- Joshua began crowing like a rooster. "Cock-a-doodle-do!"
- We had an identity crisis as first Anna claimed that Daddy was Joshua, then Joshua claimed the same. It's hard to keep these things straight after all.
- Joshua flung his arm in a dramatic fashion out to the side, hit his milk, and sent it crashing to the floor. As I ran to get towels, Joshua had started to whimper when his sister came to the rescue: "Don't worry Joshua! MOMMY will clean it up!!"
- Anna ate two bites of biscuit. Joshua ate a serving of roast, a serving of peas, and two biscuits. When we tried praising Joshua in an attempt to encourage Anna to eat more, she simply joined in: "Good job, Joshua, good job!" When asked if she was going to eat any of her dinner, she paused and then responded "Ummm...no."
Perhaps the intellectual discussions will come later on.
Then again, maybe not.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
What are we teaching them?
Recently, Joshua and Anna received a dollar each from their great-grandmother. Both bills are currently sitting in our change jar, waiting for me to figure out what to do with them, exactly.
The other day Joshua asked me if we could get him new sunglasses. I refuse to buy him sunglasses anywhere but the Dollar Tree - I am not spending more than a dollar on something that is going to last less than 48 hours. He loves sunglasses, takes them everywhere, wears them everywhere...and subsequently breaks them everywhere. He is harder on sunglasses than my brother Sam is on toaster ovens.
When he asked me for new sunglasses, I decided this might be a good opportunity to teach him about money and making choices. I went and pulled out his dollar bill and sat down to have a deep, one-on-one teachable moment with him. I showed him the dollar and asked him what it was. He didn't know, so I explained it was money, a one dollar bill.
"And what do you think we do with money, Joshua?" I asked.
He thought long and hard for a moment, and then answered:
"Take it to Wal-Mart?"
I admit, I started laughing so hard that we didn't get much farther in the conversation. Oh well, maybe next time!
The other day Joshua asked me if we could get him new sunglasses. I refuse to buy him sunglasses anywhere but the Dollar Tree - I am not spending more than a dollar on something that is going to last less than 48 hours. He loves sunglasses, takes them everywhere, wears them everywhere...and subsequently breaks them everywhere. He is harder on sunglasses than my brother Sam is on toaster ovens.
When he asked me for new sunglasses, I decided this might be a good opportunity to teach him about money and making choices. I went and pulled out his dollar bill and sat down to have a deep, one-on-one teachable moment with him. I showed him the dollar and asked him what it was. He didn't know, so I explained it was money, a one dollar bill.
"And what do you think we do with money, Joshua?" I asked.
He thought long and hard for a moment, and then answered:
"Take it to Wal-Mart?"
I admit, I started laughing so hard that we didn't get much farther in the conversation. Oh well, maybe next time!
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