Homemade Curse Word

This story is slightly crude, but it has a funny and innocent element.

Deep Thinker came in and told me he’d beaten up the Hulk in his video game. I said, “really?” and he said, “yes, I was Spiderman, and I did some web-slinging ass-kicking!” And I said, “Oh goodness, we can’t say words like that okay?”

Always the minder of his mother, he says, “But Mommy, it’s true! I ass-kicked the Hulk!” We worked on that quite a bit that evening and had reminders for a while. Hopefully next time he’ll say he “won the game” or worst-case scenario “kicked butt.”

I know it’s kind of evil, but I slightly enjoyed the homemade verb (ass-kicked). It highlights his innocent little mind–he doesn’t even know how curse words are used, much less what they mean. Can’t he always stay this innocent?

Poor Snail

We went for a walk this evening. Our sprinkler comes on at about 6:30pm, and snails come out. We have HUGE snails with shells about the size of a nickel or even bigger. Very round and very gross.

I am always nervous while I fumble with the door as I lock it, because I am afraid Rowdy Rebel will fall down the stairs. (Deep Thinker or I hold his hand most of the time, but we had all of our walking gear today–water, diaper bag, toys, etc, and no free hands.) So, after I locked the door, I looked over and Rowdy Rebel had gotten down the stairs without an issue BUT had picked up a huge nasty snail.

He was eying it intensely, eyebrows wrinkled and all. I screamed, took it out of his hand, and threw it on the ground. What did Rowdy Rebel do? He immediately stomped on it.

Gosh, just when you think things can’t get any grosser! Just like that, didn’t think about it twice, just squished poor little snail.

My Five-Year Old Promotes Floor Cleaner

This afternoon, I was cleaning the kitchen floor, and Deep Thinker tried to come in. I told him not too because I was cleaning, and it’s hard to clean the kitchen floor when people walk on it.

So he said, “Mommy, I know what you can use that will be easy! Nice-all! Nice-all cleans everything! You can use it in the kitchen, in the bathroom, and on all of the windows in your house. It kills 99 % of germs! You can also use it in the car, but only on the windows, not inside.”

This was obviously something he heard on a commercial. I loved how he applied it to real life all by himself, and especially in a way that was helpful to me:)

Financial Support from My Preschooler

I was getting ready to tuck Deep Thinker in bed, and he said, “Hey, Mommy, this morning when you were getting Rowdy Rebel to sleep, I took some of my quarters from my wallet, and I put them in your jar, the one where you put change.”

I asked why he did that.

And he explained, “Well, then I can buy something for ya, Mommy. When something is too expensive. If you see something you like, for example a really pretty dress, I can help you buy it. Also, if you want a car, and you almost have enough money to buy it, but you don’t have enough…Just ask me, and I can give you some quarters.”

SO ADORABLE.

Deep Thinker’s "Smarts"

Deep Thinker was asking me if King Kong was gentle with people, and I explained that wild animals may seem gentle sometimes. I added that we should stay away from them, because we just never know what they’ll do next.

So, my son kept asking me to explain more about wild animals. We ended up on the topic of parrots, and he was thrilled to learn that they can talk.

He told me that if a person goes near a bird’s nest, he or she might get attacked by the mother bird. I asked him how he knew this. He said, “My smarts comes from imaginary books.”

I inquired further. He explained that when he learns something new, he opens a book in his mind and puts the new thing in there so he can read it later. So, my husband had told our son about the mother bird protecting her nest and that she will attack people who get too close. Deep Thinker filed this away into one of his “books.”

My favorite detail about this story is the way he referred to this stored information as his “smarts.” I want my children to feel equal to others–but not superior, so while I do think they are smart, I don’t talk about this constantly. I might reference something when praise is due for a good job figuring out a problem or something along these lines. Therefore, I find the term “my smarts” amusing–he must have heard another person say this.

Wake Up for Cars

Today, I went to check on Rowdy Rebel while he was taking a nap. He was sleeping so soundly with his little mouth open…

I tried to wake him up without scaring him by quietly saying, “Wake uuuuup, little one!” He barely opened his eyes, looked around and started saying “car, car.”

He wasn’t even awake but NEEDED his little cars.

Gotcha GOOD

Deep Thinker LOVES trying to tell funny jokes. His new catch phrase is “gotcha GOOD.” It is indeed amusing to hear this phrase used in the humor of a four-year old.

This morning, Rowdy Rebel had a stinky diaper, and I changed it. Right after that, Deep Thinker said, “Mommy, I think Rowdy Rebel has another stinky diaper.” I rolled my eyes and went to get the wipes and a new diaper AGAIN.

After a few seconds, Deep Thinker yelled, “I gotcha GOOD, didn’t I?” It was actually funny!

Orange Sharks and Elder Harrassment

Mother’s Day. We had such a nice time!!! We visited our friends.

While there, Deep Thinker sat happily at the edge of their pool, kicking his feet in the water. Then they brought out the mega-power water guns. We all got squirted big-time.

Deep Thinker and his friend were squirting forever at this other water toy at the bottom of the pool. My son explained to me that they were “taking out the bad guy.” He added that the bad guy “is an orange shark that eats fences.” You tell me.

All this time, Rowdy Rebel was harrassing my friend’s elderly father, who is almost 80, throwing him the ball over and over and over, giving him cars way too many toy cars to hold onto, and so on. I am sure my friend’s father enjoyed that a lot.

Rowdy Rebel Constantly Strips

Today, Rowdy Rebel has stripped off every bit of his clothing three times, including his diaper. THANKS Rowdy. This happens pretty much anytime I have to do anything in another room–cook, shower, etc. I greatly enjoy getting him dressed again numerous times a day.

Deep Thinker is “drawing games.” They look like a bunch of numbers, but he says they’re games. He also drew a bunch of squiggly marks and asked me if it looked like water.

Oh, I call Deep Thinker “Teddy,” because he’s like a big teddy bear. He tells me to call him that, but once said “but not in school, okay? because all the kids will laugh at me.”


Good Aim

Just an update fhere. We went to this community festival with friends last Sunday.

Rowdy Rebel’s diaper overflowed, so we had to go all the way home to change it. I had packed the diaper bag, but left it at home by accident.

While I was gone, Deep Thinker and his friend tried the dunking stand–you know, where you try to hit a target, and someone falls in water. Each ticket bought two out of three tries. My little deep thinker hit it two times out of three and then dunked the person. Even adults were having trouble!

Proud Mom moment.