Duh, mom!

K had a playdate with her friend G today. They ran up and down the stairs; dressing up, playing Barbies, playing house, you name it. At one point G came downstairs wearing K's black church shoes and I said, "Oh, K's shoes fit you?". G simply responded, "yes". K said (with sarcasm in her voice), "Of course, 'cause we're friends." I tried to explain that doesn't mean you necessarily wear the same size shoe, or that it should be some sort of prerequisite for becoming friends. I'm pretty sure my point was lost in her excitement to continue playing.

Interesting Idea

K has two stuffed pink dogs; one she's had since birth that G gave her and another for at least 2 years. She's never really been one to name things. An infant is "Baby", a small primate is "Monkey". She will sometimes name things after people she knows. Yesterday, she proudly announced that she'd come up with names for her two pink dogs....Vanilla and Steve. What?!?!

Lacking Entertainment

I told G this morning at breakfast that the TV is broken (went on the fritz last night). He asked if we will have to buy a new TV. I told him that's what the warranty is for, a repairman will come and try to fix it and if it can't be fixed, they are supposed to give us a different TV. He said, "I hope they give us a TV like N & P's (his grandparents)".....I said, "What?" - Their TV is an LCD flat screen, just like ours, except I believe ours is bigger, so I couldn't figure out WHY he wanted a TV like theirs. G said, "I want a TV like N & P's 'cause I just love SpongeBob and ...." I explained to him that the TV has nothing to do with it, N & P have cable, whereas we're on antennae. So unless the TV guy brings us a cable line way out here to the country or a dish for FREE, we ain't gonna have a "TV like N & Ps"! G was really disappointed.

He's Not Contagious!

We have a short-term foster child, respite for a week. K couldn't remember his name, but got it close, "Germ" day one. Day 2 she said his name was "Jer-mo-mee". Day 3 she finally got it right!

It's Not Always Pronounced How It's Spelled

The adults just returned from a trip to the Southwest. The kids stayed with their Grandparents and had a great time. A gift we brought for K was a small bear from my brother (a police officer). On the drive home from the grandparents, K was holding her bear and studying it intently. "I know what my new bear's name should be," she said. I asked her what. "Pawlicka," was her reply. I saw she was pointing to the vest the bear was wearing. There I clearly saw the letters P-O-L-I-C-E. I'm really proud of her reading skills, as she is just 4, but I had to try my best not to laugh as I told her how the word is really pronounced.

Choices, choices

G and daddy went to take the dog to get her nails clipped. We've found a VERY reasonable groomer who only charges $5 for the event. They returned home and I asked G how it had gone. He said, "It cost 5 whole dollars. I could have gotten a footlong, I was starving." I can't blame him, I love Subway too :)

Huh?

The two big kids, G & K, are usually pretty helpful to B. Unfortunately, they also think they always have to be involved in everything that's going on with him. This morning, C was changing B's diaper and both G & K were hovering, right there in the bedroom. C asked them to leave. K said, "I'm watching so I know how to change a diaper when I grow up to be a mom or a dad." C told her that she's a girl, so she'll be a mom. G laughed. K said, "Oh.....I knew that!"