L1: It’s going to be 100° today
L2: What?!? We can’t live in those conditions!
How the Blog Got Titled
2016.
I was in the baby’s room, nursing my newborn, when the excitement started. My 2yr old ran into my room in his Cars pajamas, hiking headlamp strapped on his head shining brightly, and announced to me that there was a moose in the bathroom. Then he turned and ran out as excitedly as he had entered.
We live in a place where moose aren’t a recurring problem, so I quickly decided that it must be a pretend moose.
Over the next hour, my 4yr old and 2yr old amused themselves together as they chased the “moose” around the bathroom, yelled at the moose to go away, and eventually resorted to camping outside the bathroom door with a xylophone so they could “play music and scare the moose away.” Banging on the xylophone commenced with the main refrain of the song being, “Moose, go away! Moose, go away!”
I must admit, I never thought the statement, “I don’t care if you’re chasing a moose in the bathroom, you need to leave the bathroom door open!” would come from my mouth.
The moose chase was interrupted by supper. But it resumed quickly thereafter with the moose being on the move. We were kept appraised of his movements by the shrieks and “oh, no!” exclamations from the boys.
“Come on, L2!” said the four year old. “We need to get out of his way or he will squish us and eat us!”
The moose seemed to head towards the kitchen, or at least that’s what the boys told me as they squeezed between my legs while I washed supper dishes. “He’s coming! The moose is coming in the kitchen! He’s on his way!”
Grandad decided to join the fun. Right at the height of the boy’s frenzied exclamations over the coming pretend moose, Grandad stuck his head around the corner of the kitchen and said (very loudly), “M-O-O-O!”
The boys SCREAMED and grabbed my legs in panic.
And Grandad retired to the living room, laughing quietly.
“It was Grandad!!!!” the boys quickly exclaimed. “Silly Grandad!” But they were content to let the moose game rest… for a few hours anyway.
Squishing birds
L3 (3yrs): I like to squish birds.
L2: but WHY?!?
L3: Because I am mad. And when I’m mad, I like to squish birds.
L1: But at least when he gets close, they fly off and he can’t catch them.
L3: I squish them and then they turn into dust.
MrsA: I think we need to help you find better ways to deal with your anger.
It wasn’t what you said, Mom.
L1 (7yrs): I wasn’t pushing my brother. I just put my hands against him and walked forward.
Fast and slow
L1 (7yrs): When we went on this trail last time, you called me cheetah-boy because I was so fast. *takes off running down the trail
L3 (3yrs) copying L1: When we went on this twail wast time, you call me cheetah-boy cus I was so fast. *takes off running down the trail
L2 (5.5yrs): Mom, what’s the slowest animal? *Plods along
MrsA: a sloth? Or a turtle?
L2: I’m a turtle.
Domino’s
L2 (5.5yrs) singing on his way into Domino’s for supper: Domino’s is my favorite restaurant! Domino’s is my favorite restaurant!
Magic Powers
The big boys were using their magic powers today in the van. Where I started listening to the conversation.
L1 (7yrs): I’m going to use MY powers to get rid of all the sin in the world because it’s bad! *Pshshsh magic powers sounds and motions*
L2 (5.5yrs): I’m going to use MY powers to turn all the restaurants into Texas Roadhouse. *Pshshsh magic powers sounds and motions*
L1: I’m going to use MY magic powers to make all the restaurants have play sets. *Pshshsh magic powers sounds and motions*
L2: That won’t work because I turned them all into Texas Roadhouse.
MrsA: What if all the Texas Roadhouses had play sets?
L1: That wouldn’t work.
L2: Yeah, we’d be bored.
MrsA: Why bored?
L2: Because Texas Roadhouse doesn’t have kids’ meals.
MrsA: Yes, they do. Remember, you’ve had steak bites there. That was a kids meal.
L2: Yes, but they don’t have toys with the kids’meals.
L1: I know! I’ll turn all the restaurants into Texas Roadhouse and Chick-fil-A! *Pshshsh magic powers sounds and motions*