Wednesday, April 29, 2009


So Little Man likes commercials.

The other day it was a commercial for the "Ellen" show. Then Little Man turned to me and said, "Mom, did you know that Ellen is on today at 4?"

Just now, there was a commercial on and Little Man said, "Hey, that guy is at Bad Boy."

T. asked him, "What guy?"

Little Man replied, "The President."

So we had to explain about celebrity impersonators.


Still -- cute!

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

No burning pants?

OK so when the kids are fibbing, we (and our friends) will sniff and say we smell burning pants.

Tonight, Little Man responded by sniffing and stating, "Well I don't smell my pants burning."

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

My son cracks me up sometimes

If this is hard to read (and yes, he didn't spell everything correctly but hey, he's in Grade 1) here's what it says:

It is possible "that I will take off my coat outside."

as well as,

It would be impossible "I will have spider webs like Spiderman."


It is likely that "I will run outside." (You'll notice that stick-figure Little Man is saying, "hahahaha."

It is unlikely that "I will jump over a roof." (You'll notice that stick-figure Little Man is saying, "Ahahah!"

I *loved* that he drew himself jumping over a church. And I did ask him why he chose a church and he said, "I was going to draw myself on that cross thing but I forgot to."

So I had to ask him why he was going to draw himself on the cross and he replied, "To be like Daredevil."

*shakes head*

Yep, my son is totally awesome!

Thursday, April 16, 2009

He sings

I have to say that the kids have all the songs from "Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog" on their mp3 players.

Now, Little Man is OK with the singing but usually only if HE is the only one doing said singing.

THIS should take you to my FB video of him singing (though I think it will only work if you are logged in to FB).

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

I can't sleep... my bed smells like toots!

The latest stalling technique of my 6-year-old.

After he got out of bed for the 4th time, Big T. asked him why he was out of bed.

Little Man: "My bed smells like toots!"

Big T.: "Probably because you are tooting in bed."

LM: "No, I'm NOT!!!"

Big T.: "Well, I can't do anything about it, you just have to go back to bed."

Thursday, April 2, 2009

This just in...

As I was posting in my poetry blog... Little Man was talking about Big T. (who is on his way to stay over at his parents tonight since he's off to pick up Rhyme Girl for the wkend).

Then Little Man said to me, "Mom, I really wish Daddy could have a sleepover at our house."

I replied, "Honey, your Daddy doesn't live here."

LM: "Well [Big T] doesn't live with Granny and Papa."

me: "He used to."

LM: "Well Daddy used to live with us."

me: "Yes he did, but not here. And I would never have him staying under my roof again."

LM (angrily): "Well, then I guess Daddy can sleep ON TOP OF OUR ROOF!"

me: (laughter)

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Fresh Beer!

I can't believe I forgot to write this one down but, a few weeks ago, when we were taking Rhyme Girl back to her mother's house, Wee Man cracked us up from his booster seat.

Out of nowhere, suddenly he calls out, "Fresh beer! I've got your fresh beer here! Does anyone want any fresh beer?"

Keep in mind that:

#1 - We buy a 12 of beer maybe 3 or 4 times a year - we aren't big drinkers.
#2 - We were no where near a Beer Store.
#3 - He sounded like one of those guys selling popcorn or hot dogs at a baseball game.