1) I have something going on every night this week. When I get home late, Lloyd proves his amazingness by having the house all cleaned up. I don’t know how he does it. Tonight he was cleaning out the freezer and when I got home he kept pulling out weird parcels and asking me what they were for. The answer to almost every one was, “To start a fire.”
2) Early this morning I had the privilege of noticing that one of the toddlers was walking funny. He is in big-boy underwear so I asked him if he needed to go potty. He did. As he sat silently on the toilet I asked if pee was coming out. He shook his head ‘no’, and then his face took on a rather strained look. I struggled not to laugh. After a few minutes he looked down.
“I pooped!”
“You sure did.”
(second glance)“It looks like a cawwot!”
“…….I’m gonna take your word for it.”
3) We still have to put on our snow gear for outside time. The snow is mostly melted, but it’s pretty wet on the playground. As I herded the last boys out this afternoon, one of the little guys said, “I’m wearing sooo much. I’m covered like a bundle man.”
I hope a bit of your day is funny today.
Brad says
Well, did you start a fire?
Brad says
Also, just last night I was commenting on the lack of filters that little kids have. I love the way they just ask you any old thing and aren’t embarrassed: “What’s that bump on your face?” I also love answering those questions. I wonder if I could get away with such questions. Am I only imagining that someone would be offended by what I ask them, or would they be glad someone finally asked?
Lauren says
I started that little fire in the photo with some old lotion bar in that container. You can’t go wrong with fire.
I appreciate that you like their lack of filters. There are some that are not so understanding. I cringe at remarks to other parents about either weight or hair, but most parents are also understanding.
Peggy says
I miss the funniness of little, little kids. The things they say & the things they draw are just so darn adorable!
(except when the teacher asks them to draw a picture of something they’re afraid of & all the other kids draw a spider, the dark, a storm, and you’re child draws a picture of you yelling….and it’s hung on the bulletin board in the hall for all to see)