Monday, September 19, 2011

Pancake quotes

Pancake took the mini plunger (which we don't use for the toilet) and put it on top of her head and said, "this is my umbrella."  Then she took the other one and said, "this is Uncle Doodle's umbrella."

Doodle and his friend and Pancake were watching a movie and eating portioned out gummy bears.  Pancake had fewer than the other two and came in to ask for more.
Pancake: "Can I have more of those?"
Me: "No, you had plenty."
Pancake: "Can I have more you had plenty?"
She had to tell me three times before I understood what she was saying.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Pancake quotes

I put Pancake down for a nap and after an hour she still wasn't asleep.  I went to her room and encouraged her to try to sleep and that I would check on her after I folded the laundry -- the life of a stay-at-home-parent is so glamorous.  She started crying and said, "but I'm awake!"  I reiterated that I wanted her to lay down on her pillow and try to sleep.  With big wet eyes and blotchy cheeks she looked up at me and pathetically said, "but, I love you so much."  She really knows how to push the guilt button, even at her young age.

Doodle came home from school and was working on his homework, which takes him all of two minutes.  Pancake got a piece of paper and a pencil and was scribbling then she said, "When we are finished with our homework can we watch a movie?!?"

I love how she mimics him. 

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Doodle's first day of kindergarten

Today I took Doodle for his first day of actual school.  He has been nervous in the days and weeks leading up to today, but he did great this morning.  He woke up around 7:00, wanted to get dressed and brush his teeth first thing -- very unusual for Doodle -- and then watched an episode of Wild Kratts.  He had a good breakfast and seemed pretty relaxed and ready to go when his friend came over (for me to give him a ride).  We took some pictures and off we went.  When we first got to the playground outside his classroom he asked, "what do we do now?"  I told him he could play for a few minutes before school started.  He waited on line after the first bell rang and when his teacher opened the door he marched right in and found his name on the table.  He was sitting with two of his friends, which was great for him. 

I am going to pick him up this afternoon.  I'm anxious to find out what he thought of the day and what they did.  I hope he wants to go back tomorrow!

Surprisingly, I did not shed a tear.  I got a little teary reading to him last night, but this morning there were dry eyes all around.




Thursday, September 08, 2011

five-year old conversation

Doodle has a friend over and they're watching a movie.  I overheard this conversation:
Doodle: She's smoking!  Smoking isn't nice.
Friend: Yes, smoking IS nice.
Doodle: No, it isn't.
Friend: Yes, it is, but it will make you die faster.

Sunday, September 04, 2011

Another story by Doodle

Doodle and Mr. D are in the process of writing a chapter book.  Doodle dictates and Mr. D writes.  Here is what they have so far for chapter two:

After another day of vacation, Jerry went to China to see the Great Wall.  Then he went to see the panda bears, and then he went to the China Zoo.  At the China Zoo, first he went to see the hippopotamuses, then he went to see the platypus.  Then he got on a plane to Minneapolis.

It was the Vikings against the Saints.  The Vikings won the coin toss and got the ball first.  Just as the Saints lined up to kick the ball, Jerry ran out on the file.  And as the Vikings ran out on the field, Tom was with them.  When the Vikings were playing defense, Tom saw Jerry out of the corner of his eye.  Tom started to run after Jerry.  They were knocking over the goalposts! 

The players were so surprised that they  had to cry because the goalposts had been knocked over.  The referees came out to take a look right when the players got up from crying, and the players said, "I'm fine.  What are you doing here?"  The referees said, "We're coming out to poop."

To be continued. . .