Small glimpses into my life with odd, but fun, children.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Why would you say that?

This morning I was trying to teach my 4 yr old how to play battleship. It's not really the easiest game for a kid his age to figure out, but he wanted to learn. After we finished playing, he put away the game while I did some dishes. At some point in picking it up he accidentally spilled some pieces on the floor, and, me being in dishes mode, I asked him to make sure he wiped them all up. Looking at me like I'd lost it, he said, with a giggle, "Why would you say wipe up the pieces? That's crazy talk!"

A bit later he saw me taking a pill and asked why I take medicine. Not wanting to explain what anti-depression meds are, I just said, "The doctor gave me medicine that helps my brain work right." After contemplating it for a few seconds, he asked, "So is that why you asked me to wipe up plastic pieces?"

Fast forward to this afternoon. It was time to pick up the girls from school, and the weather is really rainy, so I decided to put the dog in her cage, instead of bringing her with us...

4 yr old: Why are we leaving Mrs. Gideon here? We always take her to the school.

me: I don't think we need to bring her this time

4 yr old: Is that because your brain's actually working?

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

I guess that’s good... and a bit creepy.

It's nearing dinner time, and my 4 yr old son asked for a snack. I don't want his dinner ruined by eating something now, so I asked him if he could wait a bit so we can all eat together...

4 yr old:
"Ok, mommy, I'll wait. I'll hold on for you. I'll wait until you tell me I can eat."
starts hugging and cuddling me
"I'm waiting for you."
"These are the degrees of being a nice guy."