My kids turn five on Tuesday.
There have been some rocky times around here, behavior-wise. We’re working on things. Like anger management. Like impulse control. Like “the grown-ups are actually in charge here.”
Yesterday and today got a lot better. Here are some gems:
- Theresa: Mama! I made you a fruit salad [drawing]. It has spinach, chocolate, strawberries, and blueberries.
- On Jamie getting excited about various forms of transportation: Audrey, sighing: “My brother. The elevator man.”
- Alan imitating Theresa, who mispronounces “hoisin”: “Would you like some ha-wa-zin?” Jamie: “It’s wa-zin. The H is silent.”
And finally, a conversation in the car:
Jamie: I have two god-dads. [Uncle Jeff and Uncle Colin]
Theresa: Jamie, when you say ‘god-dad,’ you really mean ‘godfather,’ right?
Audrey: It’s okay to say god-dad in the house, but in public it’s more polite to say godfather.