That’s one darn sarcastic kid we’re raising.

Posted on December 9, 2011 by Meghan

Do you remember the comic strip “Calvin and Hobbes?” I do. I remember that I used to think it was fiction. Now I keep hearing things come out of Ian’s mouth that make me think it was written from life. For instance:

Daddy: Ian, Mommy doesn’t know everything.
Ian: No, she doesn’t, but YOU don’t either.

Let us at least hope his imagination keeps up with his smart mouth. On thae subject of imagination, he’s still captivated by the Elf on the Shelf.

I was out for the evening last night and came home just in time to put him to bed before Keeghan’s 10 pm feeding. Thankfully he’s having a bit of a lie-in as a result. So he hasn’t seen this yet:

Overheard…

Posted on December 8, 2011 by Meghan

Me: Ian, it’s not all about the presents. If you’re naughty Santa will be disappointed. YOU WOULDN’T WANT TO MAKE SANTA CRY.
Ian: Does Santa shout at his reindeer?
Me: I don’t know, sweetie, but if they wander around naked when they should be putting on their jammies, they might drive him to it.
Ian: Mommy, reindeer don’t use jammies.

Where’s my elf?

Posted on December 8, 2011 by Meghan

Bird’s eye view

Posted on December 7, 2011 by Meghan

Overheard

Posted on December 6, 2011 by Meghan

From their respective rooms:

Keeghan, going up the musical scale: Da-da, Da-da, Da-da…

Ian, singing at top volume with good support and all the dramatics of an opera: I’m going to stay nakey FORE-E-E-E-VER, I’m going to stay nakey FORE-E-E-E-VER, I’m going to stay nakey FORE-E-E-E-VER!