A 3-year-old is being read a book where the character’s name is Violet… “Oh Mom, what a funny name!” Why?, Mom asks. “that’s a musical instrument, (and he demonstrates with his arms here) it’s like a guitar, but you play it with a long stick on your shoulder”.
From a four-year-old seeing her mom get out of the shower: “Mom did you get run over by a car?” I reply “I was hit by a car once when I was little and broke my leg and tooth. Why do you ask?” Wait for it…. Her reply is “Because your belly looks like it has tire marks all over it.”
In the bathtub my 2-year-old says “Mom, I’m de pirate, you’re de co-pirate” I repeat back, “oh, we’re pilots? in a plane? where are we going?” He clarifies, “No, mom… you da CO-PIRATE, argh! (with scrunching scowl face)”.
After continuing to do something right in plain sight after I told him to stop, when I got to “three” (we use 1-2-3- Magic) and picked him up to take him to timeout (step), my son looked right at me and with this big smirk on his face said “beep” as he poked me in the chest. Seriously?? Definitely born with button-sense.
A few days ago H’s 7-year-old daughter calls me to ask, “What are these floatie things you sent us in the mail?” I explain that they are blow-up jet-pack wings so they can pretend to be the “JetMan” who I saw at Oshkosh this year. “Oh” she says (with that tone of I have no clue what you mean but I’m being nice). I ask whether she read the newspaper I put in the box with the article about the Jetman? “Not yet” she says (in the maybe I should have done that before calling tone). She then asks whether I want to talk to H’s 5-year-old daughter and the call continues through thanks from everyone.
10-minutes later, I get a text picture from H. It’s all three of her girls in the front yard. Two have the jet wings on. The 3-year-old has on butterfly wings. The message says she “decided she should be a butterfly instead of a JetMAN…. and to tell Aunt S she is a GIRL you know.” The kicker is the next text which also makes me smile that one of my previous gifts (Butterfly Farm) made an impression. The 7-year-old tells the 3-year-old that she can “metamorphise from a butterfly into a jetman”.
A 3-year-old is being read a book where the character’s name is Violet… “Oh Mom, what a funny name!” Why?, Mom asks. “that’s a musical instrument, (and he demonstrates with his arms here) it’s like a guitar, but you play it with a long stick on your shoulder”.
From a four-year-old seeing her mom get out of the shower: “Mom did you get run over by a car?” I reply “I was hit by a car once when I was little and broke my leg and tooth. Why do you ask?” Wait for it…. Her reply is “Because your belly looks like it has tire marks all over it.”
In the bathtub my 2-year-old says “Mom, I’m de pirate, you’re de co-pirate” I repeat back, “oh, we’re pilots? in a plane? where are we going?” He clarifies, “No, mom… you da CO-PIRATE, argh! (with scrunching scowl face)”.
After continuing to do something right in plain sight after I told him to stop, when I got to “three” (we use 1-2-3- Magic) and picked him up to take him to timeout (step), my son looked right at me and with this big smirk on his face said “beep” as he poked me in the chest. Seriously?? Definitely born with button-sense.
A few days ago H’s 7-year-old daughter calls me to ask, “What are these floatie things you sent us in the mail?” I explain that they are blow-up jet-pack wings so they can pretend to be the “JetMan” who I saw at Oshkosh this year. “Oh” she says (with that tone of I have no clue what you mean but I’m being nice). I ask whether she read the newspaper I put in the box with the article about the Jetman? “Not yet” she says (in the maybe I should have done that before calling tone). She then asks whether I want to talk to H’s 5-year-old daughter and the call continues through thanks from everyone.
10-minutes later, I get a text picture from H. It’s all three of her girls in the front yard. Two have the jet wings on. The 3-year-old has on butterfly wings. The message says she “decided she should be a butterfly instead of a JetMAN…. and to tell Aunt S she is a GIRL you know.” The kicker is the next text which also makes me smile that one of my previous gifts (Butterfly Farm) made an impression. The 7-year-old tells the 3-year-old that she can “metamorphise from a butterfly into a jetman”.