"sh" words

last night, I thought I heard something inappropriate on tv, so I changed the channel. the kid asked why I changed it, and I told him, "he said a very bad word, and we don't watch shows that use that language." he looked a little confused but didn't say anything else. this morning, I dropped something and said, "shoot!"

the kid: (looking quite shocked and disgusted): MOMMY! That's a really bad word! don't EVER say that again!
me: you mean "shoot"? that's not a bad word.
the kid: yes it is. you changed the channel yesterday and said it's a really bad word.
me: what? no, buddy. that person said a different sh word.
the kid: you mean the "shut" word?
me: no. um. well, I'll say it only so you understand what the word is. it's ... (whisper)
the kid: MOMMY! oh my gosh! I can't believe you said that! but don't worry. you're not in trouble. you only said it because you were teaching me something, so that's okay. but now that you know I know it's really bad, don't ever say it again, okay? 'cause then you'll be in trouble. BIG trouble. but I'll still love you no matter what. but seriously. don't ever say that again, okay?

*sigh*

all's fair

the kid has been selected as one of the two 1st graders representing his school at a science fair at UTA next weekend. (2 students per grade have been asked to participate.) from his teacher: "When the first grade teachers were discussing students to choose for the science fair, his name instantly popped into our heads because he has the love for science and the intelligence to represent our school and grade level well."

he's particularly excited that he doesn't have "regular" homework next week because his project will be his homework.

yeah, we're proud. :)

rules are rules

the kid: mommy, don't forget I need to take eggs to school on Thursday for our egg hunt.
me: got 'em. see? (holding up package)
the kid: but mommy, that says "18". we're supposed to take 10-12.
me: I'm sure it won't be a problem for you to take extras.
the kid: can you email Ms. H and ask permission?
me: sure. if it'll make you feel better, I'll be happy to.
the kid: thank you, mommy. rules are in place for a reason, you know.

*sigh*

I will always love you.

the kid: mommy, I just love you so much.
me: I love you so much, too.
the kid: I'll never stop loving you. and I'll never stop saying I love you.
me: right back at ya.
the kid: awww. thank you, mommy. you're so sweet.

everything looks bigger

the kid: mommy, I really like wearing my glasses.
me: oh good. I'm so glad to hear that.
the kid: yeah. everything is bigger when I'm wearing them. like right now, your head is really really big.
me: wow. awesome. I think.

(I managed to refrain from instructing him not to look at my bottom. ha!)

simply irresistible

me: so are you used to wearing your glasses now?
the kid: yeah. and I've been getting a lot of compliments, too.
me: oh?
the kid: yeah. I was cute before, but now I'm really cute.
me: uh huh.
the kid: yep. maybe even irresistible.

pay attention

after the third time in less than 5 minutes the hubby asked me a question that had just been answered, the kid turned to him... "seriously, daddy?! don't you even listen?! you really should pay better attention so you won't be annoying." now if he'll practice what he's preaching as he gets older...

but I don't need glasses!

the kid was trying to convince me that he doesn't need to get his eyes examined...

the kid: but I don't need glasses. I can see perfectly fine.
me: we'll let the eye doctor be the judge of that.
the kid: well, if he agrees with me, he's right.
me: and if he doesn't agree with you?
the kid: then it means he's wrong.
me: or maybe it means you need glasses.
the kid: um, nice try, mommy. I'm not falling for it.

square poop

me: so what did you learn in GT this week?
the kid: well, we didn't really learn anything.
me: really? then what did you do?
the kid: we did powerpoint.
me: you made a powerpoint?
the kid: yeah. it's microsoft powerpoint. and I typed "the amazing wombat". and I put information like what they eat, their habitat, and interesting facts.
me: wow. so what are some interesting facts about wombats?
the kid: well, one interesting fact, but I didn't include it... did you know that wombats make square poop?!
me: no! really?
the kid: yep. gross, isn't it?
me: you learn some crazy stuff in GT.
the kid: yeah. it's awesome!

snuggles

one of my very favorite things is bedtime snuggles with the kid... particularly the random conversations we have while enjoying quality snuggle time. my heart is full.

the pits

the kid: mommy, can I get something to eat?
me: you're STILL hungry?
the kid: yeah. please can I get a snack?
me: it's like you're a bottomless pit.
the kid (pouting): you called me a bottomless pit.
me: at least I didn't call you an arm pit.
the kid: but it's the same as a leg pit, and that's not nice.

*snicker*