Words of a Child

Well, my little kindergartner proclaimed last night that he “falled in love.”

As I was tucking him in, he told me he had a secret. The secret was that he “falled in love” with a girl named Abby from his class. As he explained, this is a “major secret,” because Abby would “totally freak out” if she knew.

I asked him what it is about her that made him fall in love. He said, “She’s really pretty because she has lots of sweat in her hair. I like girls who have sweat.” After a few questions, I confirmed that by “sweat,” he did indeed mean perspiration. (I have seen her, and she’s cute, somewhat of a tomboy).

When I asked how long he had loved her, he said since about October. When I asked if Abby loves him, my son said he doesn’t know:)

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Deep Thinker’s kindergarten class is learning about snails. The teacher asked us to bring garden snails in if we had any to spare. So the boys and I went searching. We found some, collected them, and put them in plastic containers (with holes) to bring to school the next day.

Rowdy Rebel really, really wanted to collect snails too. Instead, we gave him an empty shell we found.

And thank goodness. When we got home, he threw the shell on the kitchen floor and began stomping on it. Now, he’s really a sweet, warm child. I swear it’s true. But there’s something about some textures (you know, eggs, ketchup, snails, etc) that give him the urge to explore, experiment, throw, and stomp…

Later, I went to tuck Rowdy Rebel in. I got the little guy all settled in, and thought I’d go clean up around the kitchen. As I walked toward the kitchen, I heard his voice. I asked who he was talking to, and he said he was telling his pet snails a bedtime story.

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Does this TV screen look large? I ask because it’s about 5 feet wide.

Rowdy Rebel beat our TV monitor with our telephone. Isn’t it nice how he made that “little” knick? Our phone doesn’t work well anymore either!

Fortunately, we can get the TV fixed. The phone…not so sure.

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In the morning, Rowdy Rebel’s hair sticks up. So, I have to wet it down to make him look groomed. It’s really cute. When it’s wet, it sticks up in spikes. Rowdy Rebel refers to this hairstyle as his “dude.”

So, I wet his hair yesterday. Then it was wet, but still matted and yucky looking. He was perfectly happy with it, because he could feel that it was damp.

I reached over to smooth it down and put a little more water in it. He got all irritated and yelled, “Hey! Don’t touch my dude!”

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We were talking about a show with dragons and heroes. Rowdy Rebel said that he is a dragon and then acted like one, blowing out pretend fire and stuff like that.

My husband asked, “Is Daddy a dragon?” Rowdy Rebel said yes.

Then we asked, “Is Mommy a dragon?” He repeated yes.

Next we asked, “Is your big brother a dragon?”

Rowdy Rebel shook his head and said, “No. He is a mouse.” Poor big brother.

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I had a conversation with my two-year old (blog nickname Rowdy Rebel) the other day about his favorite things. It seemed wise to give him choices to help him answer…to help the two-year old stay tuned in. I think you can learn a lot about his personality based on his responses:

Me: What is your favorite food, chicken or spaghetti?
Rowdy Rebel: Pizza.

Me: What is your favorite color, red or blue?
Rowdy Rebel: Green.

Me: What is your favorite animal, cat or dog?
Rowdy Rebel: Zebra.

Me: Who is your favorite friend, Melissa or William?
Rowdy Rebel: My brother.

He he he. That’s my toddler. Innocently going his own way and thinking for himself.

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Today my kindergartner (Deep Thinker) came up and put his hand on my back as he whispered, “Hey Mommy, I have to tell you something.” Then he stepped back and said, “Oh, I forgot.”

Later I was running around getting ready to go pick up Rowdy Rebel from pre-school. In my bedroom mirror, I noticed a white square stuck to the back of my shirt.

I peeled it off and held it up to see what it was. On the front of the square, in Deep Thinker’s handwriting were the funny little words “Cic my.” See if you can make out what that says. Answer Key Below.

(Answer Key: This is kindergarten spelling for “Kick me.”) Isn’t that nice? See the photo of the actual sign.

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I was recently informed of the following things:

1) My kindergartner’s ears feel stopped up. He’s pretty sure he has an ear “infunction.”

2) Also his “taste bumps” used to love chicken, but not anymore.

3) My toddler’s Spiderman toy is a good guy, but the Hulk is a “gag guy.”

How can I possibly bring myself to correct these beautiful little errors? Not gonna happen. Not anytime soon anyway.

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Rowdy Rebel has learned many phrases at preschool, including “what heck dat?” (what the heck is that?), “shubup” (shut up), and my favorite “SAD AT!?” (Did you see that?)

Everytime he does something that he finds exciting (dropping cereal on the floor, turning on the light, falling over, jumping off the counch), he yells at the top of his lungs “SAD AT MOMMY?!”

I’m not sure how it translates in writing, but it is hilarious and extremely adorable, I promise.

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In a prior post I described how my five year old waited the entire play period to get a turn on the swing, just to give it up when his friend asked to have a turn. I encouraged him to take his turn first (at least sometimes!).

Well, the very next day, the same “friend” asked for my son’s turn. And as we discussed, my son said, “No, I want to take my turn this time.” As it turns out, that “friend” often asked for my son’s turn on the swing. And when he finally refused to give up his turn on the swing, the boy used the old “I won’t be your friend anymore line.” Well, my little Deep Thinker was not fooled. He refused anyway. And has continued to refuse up to today. He still gives friends his turn, but only when he knows they “really need a turn.”

On the way home today, we had a little talk. Deep Thinker said this same “friend” asked if he could cut in front of him in line today. My son refused, and the “friend” tried to push ahead of him anyway. Little Deep Thinker used blocking and some interesting walking from side to side techniques, and that other guy finally went to the back of the line.

So I asked, “Doesn’t it feel good to take your turn? Aren’t you proud of yourself?”

His response: “Well, it felt good to let my friends have my turn. But it feels even better to take it myself.” What a sweetheart.

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