Ian: MOMMY! KEEGHAN IS FREE-ARRANGED!
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So, it turns out, Big Brudder has a secret snack stash under the kitchen table.
Ian explains humor
Ian: knock, knock.
Me: (with sinking heart) Who’s there?
Ian: Banana peel!
Me: Banana peel who?
Ian: you! Now it’s your turn to say “knock knock!”
Me: knock, knock.
Ian: who’s there?
Me: I don’t know.
Ian: no, you’re supposed to say a fruit, a vegetable or anyone else.
Me: a fruit, a vegetable, or anyone else.
Ian: say “grapes.”
….
Ian: knock knock.
Me: who’s there?
Ian: no, say ‘Monkey.’
Me: no, there’s no monkey.
Ian: yes there is. Now, just say ‘monkey.’
One picture, two ways
My back yard
When Mommy remembers my sand toys
“and if I see anyone looking like they want to play with me, I will just say, ‘would you like to share my toys?’ Even to the mean kids, because I’m nice.”
And he did invite several children to play with him, and made two new friends as a result.
Whoops
I went to go settle the baby during story time and came back to this:
Rise and shine
In which I win… Kind of.
Ian would not believe that these aren’t “just like” Oreos. (yes, things like this are why moms shop alone.) Too tired to argue, I agreed to buy them, but cautioned him that they weren’t what he was expecting.
Apparently I was quite right, to the surprise if NEARLY no one. I’m told that he took one bite, went to the trash can, and spit it out. I tried them and they are quite good, but not a bit like Oreos. So I am now the proud owner of a box of cookies no one but me will eat. Sadly, I WILL. I think we can file this under “moral victory.”
Waffles
This morning all us Sick Folk decided to be early risers, so I announced that we would have Tidy Up Time, followed by TV Time and, finally, Waffle Time.
Never have I seen such a showing for Tidy Up Time. It was like an unstoppable force of neatness rolled through my home.
Waffle Time duly followed.
Only one person was not thrilled by this… Sorry, kid, you’re not ready for eggs just yet.
