Foreign Languages

Yesterday, I was playing cars with Maxx.  Cars is basically like playing house or dolls, only you play pretend with cars, not dolls or Barbies.  I asked Maxx where the mother was.  He said, "Oh, here.   You can be her."

Me: No, you can be her.  She's the mom to your cars.
Maxx: Um, no.
Me: But she's your cars' mom.
Maxx: But, mo-om.  I can't talk that gwurl language!
Me: You just pretend to talk like a mom.
Maxx: But, I can't say that gwurl talk cause I don't wear dresses.

 

Jokes on You

Kyla and Maxx were being silly tonight.

Kyla: Maxx, you know what never closes?
Maxx: What?
Kyla: Your mouth...  At least not when I'm around.

Excuse you!

The last two nights we've two fairly funny "potty" incidents.

While reading stories, someone passed gas. 
Me: Who tooted?
Kyla: Not me.
Maxx: It wasn't me.
Me: Really?  No one?

Both kids were adament it was not either of them.

Me: Well, it's stinky.  Someone should say, "excuse me."
Kyla:  Excuse me.

GUILTY!


Then last night the kids were taking a bath together.  Maxx said he was ready to get out, but I let him stay in and play a bit longer.  I noticed he was sitting very still and looked a little 'odd.' I almost asked him if he needed to poop, but thought, "he'll let me know if he does." Minutes later...

Kyla: Mom, I think I see poop!
Me: What?!?! Maxx did you poop?
Maxx: No.
Kyla: Well, I didn't do it!
Me: (as I'm scooping the poop out with a bath toy) Maxx did you poop in here?
Maxx: (indignantly) No!  I pooped on the other side. (pointing to the other end of the bath tub)

Showers all around.

Obviously my kids have not perfected the art of lying (and follow-through).

How You Like Them Apples?

It's all in the details and presentation is everything.

Kyla has been going through finicky eating patterns recently. Things that she didn't like, she will say she now likes, but seemingly just for the day.  Food that she has always liked, suddenly, she declares she doesn't care for, anymore.

Yesterday, in an effort to get Kyla to eat some apples, I told her I bought some special apples just for her (which I did), and the really cool part was that they are called Pink Lady apples (which they are).  She immediately wanted some!

Later when I checked on the kids, I asked Maxx why he wasn't eating his apples (one of his favorite foods).  He said he didn't like them.  I finally figured out it was because of the name (and the big deal I made out of it.  Previous to that day, I don't think I've ever told them what kind of apple they were eating.).  So I took them away and returned a few minutes later with his "new" Red Ninja apples!  He loved them.

And they are both eating apples again.