I'm Telling My Mom

We were at a small church today with the family.  There were only about 15 people there.  A few of them were kids...three of them mine.   So they don't really have a children's program for the kids, because there usually are only 1 or 2 that are a little older.

One lady took the children into another room but apparently there was not much to do in there.

The older boys said that they felt like they were in jail because it was such a tiny room.  The lady agreed and decided to take them outside for a little walk.

Owen, however, insisted that she should take him to his class.  She told him there was no class.  He said, "I'm going to tell my mom that you not take me to my class."  She was trying to explain as best she could that there was no class.  He still insisted and then grabbed her hand and walked her into the women's bathroom saying, "See, I show you my class."
When he got in there he looked around and realized this was not his class.

Poor boy.  And she was a sport with him, trying to help him understand.  But we all got a good laugh about it!

You're Old

We went to a free exhibit today about dinosaurs.  They had learning centers, drawing centers, and there was a digging center where you could look for fossils, etc.  It's pretty small.  I could stand in one central location and see all three of the boys at one time, at least when they weren't in the caves.  So you're getting the picture, right?

Nathan was in the digging center, which has a few chairs to the side of it for parents, etc.  There wasn't that many people in the area anymore, so I could hear all different conversations.  I was standing behind a short wall, so that I could see him and the other two.

I hear Nathan talking with an older man, who is another little boy's "Papa".  And he's asking all the boys in the digging pit if they found a live dinosaur.  Here's what I heard:

Nathan: Dinosaurs are extinct.  They don't live anymore.
Man: Oh really? Are you sure about that? I saw one over on Bush Street.
Nathan: No you didn't, there aren't any more.
Man: Well, don't go over by Bush Street, I don't want him to get ya.
Nathan: I know you're just kidding.
Man: How do you know that?
Nathan: Because you're old.
Man: (laughing hysterically, so is his grown daughter who was listening) What? Do you think old people can't see?
Nathan: Yea, you need glasses like my brother.

Okay, so two things. 
1. Should I say something to Nathan? Should I not? Then they'll know that he's mine.
2. Maybe I should say something....but the man was pulling his leg and Nate pulled right back.  And he wasn't saying it in a mean way...he was being funny on purpose...

So I walk over to the other side of the wall now.  The man and his daughter are still dying laughing.  I look at them and smile and say, "Sorry. I didn't want to have to claim him after that, but I guess I should."  Well, that really set the man off in laughter. 
I followed up with, "He's a jokester and when people pull his leg, he pulls back.  My father and father-in-law have taught him well."

Thanks for taking the fall Papa and Grandad...I'll be blaming more things on you in the future!

Massage

We were checking out at the King Sooper's in Colorado when the boys spotted a horse ride that only cost one penny.  So...who do you think rode that ride?

They could ride two at a time. 

One of the boys, I won't say who, made a comment when he was riding the horse. 

He said, "Mommy! This horse is giving my peepee a massage!"

Thankfully, no one else was in earshot of his proclamation, except a dear friend who almost exploded into laughter.

Ice Cream Shop

The breaking news in first grade came to me like this today:

 "Mom, guess what?  Kellen likes Mia now and she likes him back.

He doesn't really play with me on the playground now.  He plays with her.

They play dumb things like ice cream shop....and Kellen NEVER played ice cream shop before!"

Life lesson for Rylan, what boys will do for a girl he likes.

Potty Training

Owen is going number 1 and 2 on the potty.  Successfully. Most of the time.

He was in there today and I heard him say, "Go! Go poop!"

:)

What are You Speaking?

Nathan was trying to make something work on the Wii.

He kept asking Rylan what to do.

Apparently Rylan had to keep explaining the same thing over and over to Nathan.

He finally said, "Are you speaking language?!"

I reminded him to speak nicely and that everyone speaks a language.

Sweet Tooth

Poor Rylan. Kids these days worry about things they shouldn't.

Rylan said, "When am I going to be thin?"

He doesn't necessarily think he's fat, just not thin.

So of course we talked about how God made each one of us to be different and that He does not make junk.

Rylan is feeling better about himself, but concluded with, "I can't wait for my sweet tooth to fall out."