You Know What I Meant

Several weeks ago, I taught K a new word which means EXTREMELY dry and thirsty. She's tried using it on her own a couple of times, usually getting it close, but not quite right. The other day we were out running errands and K said, "Mommy, I'm starched." What? "It means I'm really thirsty? (with a tone like, of course you dummy!)" I get it! "You mean PARCHED!"....."Yeah, that's what I meant."

A Case of Confused Identities

We took a trip to the seminary in Ft. Wayne to drop off some donated items from our congregation. As you enter the main drive, there is a rather large statue on the left. Daddy said, "Hey guys, look, there's a statue of Martin Luther coming up here on the left." From the back seat, G pipes up with, "Who's that? The guy who drove the Santa Maria?"

Career Aspirations

K is so excited to be starting her first dance class this week. However, last week she told me that when she grows up she wants to go to the moon. I said, "So you want to be an astronaut?" She replied, "yes". So I told her about how you have to be good at science and have special training to be an astronaut and that it would be very exciting. Then I said, "But I thought you wanted to be a dancer when you grow up." Her response? "I do, I want to dance on the moon.....has anybody ever done that before?"

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!