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?”