Posts Tagged ‘children’

Last night, my incredibly funny son, my mother and I were sitting around watching a movie and having 27 conversations at the same time. If you have a kid, you get this. At some point in the conversation, the focus was on his loose teeth and I mentioned how half of the teeth in his mouth are loose, but he won’t pull them or let me pull them. I said something similar to “that one in the front is barely hanging by a thread”…. which set the wheels in motion for one of his funnier comments….

N began, rather dramatically, to describe WHY he could not pull that particular tooth. We tried to let him explain himself without laughing, but it gets difficult because he gets SO wrapped up in the story he is trying to tell. Before it all fell apart (read: we died laughing), his story went something like this:

“Look, I just can’t pull this tooth because it’s attached. It’s not just attached where you can see it, it’s way down in there, like a string, and it is NOT ready to come out yet. You just can’t see it..”

{increased frustration because we don’t understand what he is saying}

“Okay, listen. You can’t see how it’s still attached to my body like this… BUT, if you could turn me inside out, then you could see…”

I don’t know what he said after that, because once he said the words “inside out” my mother and I looked at each other and went into fits of convulsive laughter. I’m happy to report that N wasn’t as offended as he usually is when you laugh at him, he ended up getting a good laugh out of it too.

Inside out, though? Seriously? Where does he come up with this stuff!

{just because I love pictures of when he was a baby – that melon head and those ears melt my heart}

My grandma dug out a box of supplies she used back when she taught kindergarten, and I was fascinated by all of it, so I captured a few pictures to share with you and comment on. Some of you probably remember items like this used to teach you, I think it’s great that she still has them.

She got them out to go over the contents with N, but apparently the news hasn’t traveled far and wide yet that he is a FIRST GRADER. Needless to say, he knew everything… kids that know everything can be so annoying, but I gave him the EYE, and he sat back and ended up enjoying tolerating the things she had to show us.

These are all part of a flannel board set. Remember those? Crazy, but I do. Mostly in Sunday School though, not so much in Kindergarten.

These two sheets represent “Seasons”… Can you figure out what season it is? Funny that the kids are parked in front of the television – I don’t think that suggestion would fly in this day and age!

Oh look, the boy who wanted to sabotage the nostalgic moment go home has found something interesting! Although I didn’t realize until just now, how miserable he looks holding poor little Jack. What a pooper!

Still not interested?

I think it’s safe to say, No. He’s not interested. However, I was interested because I just adore anything retro or vintage, and this was right up my alley. I wanted to decoupage it onto something, and pronto! My grandma was really proud of her collection also, as she should be.

Hard to believe that stuff survived her 4 kids, 9 grand kids and now 4 great-grand kids. Actually, I find it hardest to believe it survived ME.  She just have hidden it good when I was a child, knowing that somehow i would defy and destroy it in order to make something else more grand. Because that’s how I roll, ya herd?

At my grandma’s house one day, she had some money laying around (I believe with intent to give to myself or N for helping her do something) and before long they were engaged in conversation about the Presidents on the paper money.

My son looked at two $5 bills and said “This ain’t George Washington, this guy’s got a big ole head” (new money, haha). Well, we enjoyed a little laugh over that. My grandma pulled out an old $1 and N seemed more at ease with George’s normal sized head. I told him they all have big heads like that now, and he seemed a little frustrated with the WHY and HOW they are changing the money. Especially for a kid who is just learning the value of it.  He’s not real big on change….

So, there is a punchline in here somewhere…  Oh -  I got it!

After he had honest to God proof in his hands that the guy on the $5 bill was indeed NOT George Washington, he wanted to know who he was. My grandma really enjoys teaching him new things so I sat back and let her tell him all about Abraham Lincoln. I didn’t bother to mention that we have been working on Presidents’ names since he was 3, and that he does know most of them by name, but I noticed when she said his name a light came on inside of his head. He let her finish, then he said…

“Oh, yeah. I know that guy. April Hams Linkums. He was a good President. Wasn’t he?”

I was going to head straight for the bed, but chose not to let a day pass without posting. Because I would feel bad about it, and need even more blog therapy tomorrow. Let me just say the phrase “I am tired” is an understatement compared to how I feel right now.

N had a friend sleepover last night. He’s a good kid, they both are, but man oh man …. two boys, both only children, together…. does. not. equal. sleep. I let them play and told them that yes, they could stay up all night if they wanted to. I mean, that’s the whole fun of spending the night with someone, right? It isn’t? Maybe that’s why I never did.. oh, that’s another story, another day.

So, around 9ish I laid down but kept the door open, and I dozed off. I had told them to stay in that one area and come get me if they needed anything. Around midnight or so I woke up to some banging and crashing and found them both cracking up laughing, with boxing gloves on beating the absolute poop out of each other! It was pretty funny, but all I could think was how badly I wanted SLEEP. I asked them to please, please, for the love of GOD and all that is Holy take off the boxing gloves and lay down already! Ok, I wasn’t that dramatic. But within about 2 minutes they were both snoring. Loudly. That’s when I realized that they had fallen asleep watching boxing, which they had obviously been watching before the one on one match started. So it made sense. Great! Off to bed I went.

8am, we’re awake. I’m cooking breakfast, and what are they doing, you ask? Why, boxing of course! Seriously. So once breakfast is ready I made some regretfully stupid comment about Rocky, and that was the end of life as I knew it. It was ON. I cannot even begin to tell you how many times I heard “Yo, Adriaaannnn!!!” today.

The pool was an all day event, as was the Rocky theme. As many times as each of them thrust their fist into the air and yelled “Yo, Adriann!!!” it never got old – I cracked up each and every time. It was hilarious. They took turns trying to hold each other up in the air as if they were the champ, and each time was a dramatic, comedic disaster. Many more pictures coming soon… I am way too tired to be editing anything.

These kids rock. The best part, is his friends mom has been one of my best friends since high school. When she met his dad, he and I became pretty good friends. It’s kind of crazy to see our kids be such good friends, but it’s a good crazy… I hope they stay friends. Forever.

So I can embarrass them someday with “Yo, Adriaaaannnn!!!”

Because that’s how I roll

P.S. – I got the job. I start Monday.