More Teen Goodies
Long ago, at Christmas when my stepson was 14, a button came off of his shirt so he asked me for some needle and thread to put it back on. He wanted to try to do it himself. I had thread but for some reason couldn't find a needle. He thought for a moment, then reached up to the Christmas tree beside him and took a pine needle, made an eye in it with his pocket knife, threaded it and sewed the button back on! It worked quite well and his inventiveness impressed me.
Teens Are Funny Too
My son and I were discussing a church near us that has the usual two different types of services: one contemporary, one traditional. The odd thing was that this one has the contemporary service first, at 8:30 a.m. Usually it's the other way around. My son asked me why they would want the loud, hyper music so early and he mimicked being loud and happy. Then he closed his eyes and pretended he was singing a slow, heartfelt gospel song. Suddenly his eyes flew open and he said, "OH. That's it! They don't want you to fall asleep."
They Start So Early!
I had my grandson at my friend's house to play with her little girl Sarah. My friend asked, "Is your uncle, big D, your best, best friend? Isn't he awesome?"
"Yes," Cody X answered. He pointed to Sarah and said, "And she's awesome." Then he pointed to my friend and said, "And S, you're beautiful."
We have a movie with a karaoke part. Cody X kept wanting me to play one person singing over and over. Know why? "She's a girl. I LOVE girls!" This was before his birthday, he was still only three years old!
"Yes," Cody X answered. He pointed to Sarah and said, "And she's awesome." Then he pointed to my friend and said, "And S, you're beautiful."
We have a movie with a karaoke part. Cody X kept wanting me to play one person singing over and over. Know why? "She's a girl. I LOVE girls!" This was before his birthday, he was still only three years old!
Good About Girls
Boys I'm used to. Admittedly, there were times when I had this niggling fear that God might "punish" me somehow for putting so many obnoxious males out in the world, but then they grew up a bit more. For the most part, I am grateful that all my kids are boys, completely glad. I took care of a couple of little girls over the years and can hardly believe how much I dislike raising girls! In general they've seemed bossy, devious, greedy and mean. Now that I have my little granddaughter, I'm trying to find something special about girls and it's been difficult. But then...
The kids were playing cops and they were "unresting" us (arresting). Little A went to her dad's girlfriend and said, "Put out your hands young lady," then she came to me and said the same thing. I said, "But I'm not young." Don't you figure she would say, "Then put out your hands old lady"? She didn't. She looked at me for a moment, thinking, then said, "Put out your hands, lady."
THIS is one thing little girls can understand that little boys definitely do not. TACT!
The kids were playing cops and they were "unresting" us (arresting). Little A went to her dad's girlfriend and said, "Put out your hands young lady," then she came to me and said the same thing. I said, "But I'm not young." Don't you figure she would say, "Then put out your hands old lady"? She didn't. She looked at me for a moment, thinking, then said, "Put out your hands, lady."
THIS is one thing little girls can understand that little boys definitely do not. TACT!
WHAT'S in your water bottle?
Yet another example of the ways littles can steal your sanity, what do you say to things like this?
My little grandson was thirsty so I gave him water in a clear water bottle. After a bit I heard him yell from the kitchen, "Ooh, yuck! What's THIS? What is this in my water bottle?" I went in to see if he had somehow gotten crumbs or something in it, there was nothing in it. Nothing. He took it and looked at it and yelped out in horror - "It's still there Grandma. It's a dead killer whale!"
This next one was my fault. I was playing a video game and got hit by an enemy because I made a dumb move. I said, "Oh, you retarded Tia (my name)." Now when someone plays that game, he warns them to watch out for the retarded Tias!
My little grandson was thirsty so I gave him water in a clear water bottle. After a bit I heard him yell from the kitchen, "Ooh, yuck! What's THIS? What is this in my water bottle?" I went in to see if he had somehow gotten crumbs or something in it, there was nothing in it. Nothing. He took it and looked at it and yelped out in horror - "It's still there Grandma. It's a dead killer whale!"
This next one was my fault. I was playing a video game and got hit by an enemy because I made a dumb move. I said, "Oh, you retarded Tia (my name)." Now when someone plays that game, he warns them to watch out for the retarded Tias!
Too Cold Outside? Bring Outside In!
We finally, FINALLY have some real snow. Still only a couple of inches deep but that makes it hard enough to drive. I tried to get Cody X out in the snow but he's not much for the cold. Instead of insisting and going through all the hassle of a snowsuit, boots (his good ones were left at his mother's house anyway), gloves, scarf, hat - just thinking about it is a pain. So. Instead. We brought the snow INSIDE.
We used plastic storage containers, hard plastic juice cans, and various sizes of coffee containers to pack and shape the snow into a castle. He spent about an hour playing with his Playmobil knights with his castle; then enjoyed watching its appearance change as it went from white to clear; and at last was finished when there was more water on the plate than snow. It lasted way longer than I had expected and now I can hardly wait for Mermaid (Little A) and Edison (big D) to get home and experiment some more. Though those two love to be outside in the wind, rain, snow, lightning; they won't mind building outside. They can probably entice Cody X out in it more easily than I can. Still, it was so much fun building inside with snow.
We used plastic storage containers, hard plastic juice cans, and various sizes of coffee containers to pack and shape the snow into a castle. He spent about an hour playing with his Playmobil knights with his castle; then enjoyed watching its appearance change as it went from white to clear; and at last was finished when there was more water on the plate than snow. It lasted way longer than I had expected and now I can hardly wait for Mermaid (Little A) and Edison (big D) to get home and experiment some more. Though those two love to be outside in the wind, rain, snow, lightning; they won't mind building outside. They can probably entice Cody X out in it more easily than I can. Still, it was so much fun building inside with snow.
Can't Call Him The Baby Anymore
Today is Baby D's birthday - he's four. Three might not seem like a baby to some but now even to me he's really not. I'm sure we'll still call "Babies! Time for dinner!" but really, sad though it may be, they're not quite babies anymore. Not Beautiful Babies. Not even really Teeny Tiny Toddler Tots. Now we're only going to be able to say The Littles, Tiny People, and Precious Ones. Guess now he'll be Cody X.
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