Myron: Mama, what’s the word big people use?
Mama: What honey?
Myron: The word little kid’s can’t use.
(Pause)
Myron: I think I need it.
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(Over dinner)
Myron: Is it chartreuse Daddy?
(Mama and Dada look at each other…. did our son just spontaneously use chartreuse in a sentence? )
My first set of dental x-rays and watermelon flavored fluoride. Liked the x-rays… didn’t like the fluoride. “It’s doesn’t taste like watermelon, mama”
And yes, this is the picture with the fewest ‘wiggles’. Mama says the next time I go I get to watch a movie on the ceiling! I am very excited for this (but it makes Mama a little sad, two cavities to fill).
Six months ago we attempted to ‘bribe’ Myron with bunny gummy treats at swimming. He had a new teacher and was not following her directions, we explained “If you listen to the teacher, then you’ll get bunny gummys”. It didn’t work… so we dropped the ‘bribe’ tactic and just muddled through the new teacher transition. He is now doing great in swimming and really loves it.
This morning… (completely out of the blue)
Myron: Mama you need to give me Bunny Gummy’s today because I am going to listen at swimming.
Mama: Oh… okay….
Myron: Yeah… and you need to remind Daddy to bring the Bunny Gummy’s so that I can get them after swimming when I listen…
Mama: LOL
I guess the Bunny Gummy’s bribe did work (a little late)… and Myron clearly gets Mommy’s reminder roll ;)
A tumble at Trader Joes resulted in spotted boa constrictor…
(Yes, Faux Martha I copies your title… it seemed to fit :)
After nap time on Saturday, we lost Myron… We check his bed, he wasn’t there but he had clearly done some reading…
We checked the floor, he wasn’t there either but he had clearly done some readying, had snack, and used the potty…
We checked our bed… he wasn’t there but had clearly reenacted a tornado scene with the pillows and covers…
Dada checked the closest and he was no where to be found… we started to check the back yard… the gate… and just as we started to worry… Mama double checked the closet and found a scrunched up Myron in the corner… amazingly he did not wake up with a sore neck. Ah the adventures of nap time.
Happy Birthday Nana!
Myron: Mama, let’s talk about how much we love ourselves.
Mama: (smirk) Okay… I love you all the way to the kitchen.
Myron:I love you all the way to Papa and Grandma’s house.
Mama: I love you all the way to the moon.
Myron: I love you all the way to Nana’s house… and that’s pretty far Mama.
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