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TK Overheards

July 27, 2008

It’s been a while since I’ve posted a list of 4ryold-isms. Forgive me?

At grandma’s house he was all excited to play a computer game he played the last time he visited… This is what he kept saying over and over.

“I dare myself to play that game! Cuz I’ve played it before.”

Is that even legal? To dare yourself?

And today.
TK:
“Hey Dad? On iCarly, Doubledate, Spencer putted his hair in chicken fat!”

Um…too much Disney Channel, don’t you think? When a 4 year old can quote from the tweener shows, and knows the title. Ugh.

TK:
“No. I don’t need to go to the bathroom–because I farted instead.”

Well thanks for that.

TK:
“How did (insert his friend’s name) turn 4?”

What? How does anyone turn 4? Or 35 for THAT matter! Oh, you mean when? When did friend turn 4? That’s easier to answer (and stomach).

Last one for tonight. On a trip to the local convenience store with Dad, TK was mooning over those awful pink puffy Hostess Sno Balls. You know the ones? AWFUL? Well, Dad asked him if he wanted it for his treat.

TK:
“Oh, I’ve been DYING to try one of those.”

Yeah, DYING to try nasty dry crumbly cake covered in a weird mass of pink goo and coconut flakes? BTW google Hostess Sno Balls and you get a christmas ornament?
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Overheard, the next installment.

May 27, 2008

I can’t keep up with him. I try to write down the funny things he says. But he’s pretty much living in a world of 4yrold-speak. And it’s a funny little world most of the time.

Here’s one right after he had finished up in the bathroom. He’s waddling out still pulling up his pants. His boy briefs are already up.

TK: There’s a hole right in my underwear!
Mom: Oh really? What’s it for?
TK: When you have a scratchy right on your penis, then you can stick your finger in there and scratch it!

(I couldn’t make this up.)


TK: (on mother’s day) What are we doing for a Happy Mother’s Day?
This was even after all the kids had put on a fashion show for me AND helped to set up a ‘romantic’ dinner (for FIVE)! (That’s true mother love isn’t it?)


After his 1st buzz cut of the season, Dad comes home and rumples his hair.
TK: Don’t do that! You’ll mess up my hair!


In the car with his Dad. Dad is talking to him and asks him a question and there’s no reply from the backseat. Dad asks again. Again, no reply. Finally Dad gets TKs attention.

Dad: What’s up? Why aren’t you answering me?
TK: I was watching the lights on the radio. I couldn’t hear you because my ears were turned off!

And the last one (for now).

TK: Hey Mom, after our dog dies….can we get a guinea pig?

(Uh…We Have A Cat!)?

PS. I fixed the broken link below for the ginger salad…thanks Jamie.

Overheard, I’ve been saving them up.

April 28, 2008

Recently TK was ill. Stomach flu ill. You KNOW what I mean? First it was a 24 hour kinda thing, and then 3 days later (after a very traumatic Dentist appointment) it came back. And this time it was armed and deadly. –And Dad was out of town, and I had the stupidity to allow 3yrold to SLEEP. IN. MY. BED!!!

After a potty episode,

TK: “After I went stinky on the potty–I have to call Grandpa now!”
(I can only think he is remembering that after the big 11 Frankenstein eyebrow stitches, we made a big deal out of calling the grandparents? And this felt like reason enough to him?)


TK has started ‘making’ his own hot chocolate! Eeek! Two days ago was the first time he brought the ‘drink’ in to me for help, because he couldn’t work the microwave. I was terrified when I realized what was in the cup (a little water and a WHOLE LOTTA hot chocolate mix), and wondering how long he had been working unsupervised in the kitchen! The mess wasn’t that bad, and with a face as happy as this over making something on his own, who could be mad?






TK: “Mom, when I’m strong, you can’t see my stomach…because it’s all scrambled up!”


TK in Costco was jumping over every crack. When we got to the bathroom it had a tiled floor (LOTS of cracks), and I asked him what he was going to do? His reply:
“These lines won’t fire me up!”
(Whew, I was worried there for a minute)


TK: “I’m allergic to tooth floss.”
After getting his teeth cleaned, later in the car talking to his sisters about the goodies in their dental ‘party bags’. The girls thought it was hilarious.


And one more.
TK: “If I take my head off–I will see my brain!”
(That might be cool to a 3 year old, but sooo not a good image for me?)



And some three year old art. He’s nearly 4 so this seems priceless, since he is changing SOOOO fast.

TK: “Look mom it’s a MONSTER! It has LINES!”

TK: “This one is a princess, see it has pink?”

(well of course, if there is pink anywhere on the paper, it must be a GIRL thing right?)


And a 7yrold one.
She had a dance competition Saturday. (I was not thrilled–this is sooo not my thing). After it was over…(they took second! well, there were only two teams in her category, but I didn’t have the heart to tell her they came in last)…we went to get Frostys at Wendys (her choice), and while driving home she said,

7yrold: “It was kind of weird. Before our dance, my teacher said a prayer.”
Mom: “Well, that is a little weird, but probably everyone was Christian?”
7yrold after a thoughtful pause: “Yeah…They all LOOKED Christian to me.”

I nearly drove off the road! (What exactly does a Christian look like I wonder?–This is sad for me because we USED to live in diversity; racial, socio-economic, and yes RELIGIOUS! We now live in white bread suburbia.)

Overheard

April 16, 2008

I have one from the 7yrold for a change…

After a fight between sisters, 7yrold got sent to her room. Later a note was found in her older sister’s room. Here’s what the note read (so I guess it isn’t technically overheard?):

Dear (sister),
I love you more than you think I do. I’m sorry I hit you.

(Awww, they can still be sweet even though they are stinky.)

And 4 TK overheards:

TK (after climbing in bed with us early in the morning): I had a nightmare.
Dad: Really? I’m sorry, what was it about?
TK: I was in the garage, and I was standing on the crack, and the garage door came down and sliced me!
(ooh, THAT is a bad dream!)

TK: I am too tired. I feel like a freak!
(A what? Where did you get that? You don’t know what that means…?)

TK: Listen mom. I snipped.
(This one took me a minute to figure out? You snipped? You are a snipe? Oh, I see, you think you are snapping, as in–your fingers, doh!)

TK (on the way to his preschool): Mom, don’t be too long getting groceries today, okay?

Mom furiously thinking: (what? where did that come from? We are on our way to school aren’t we?)
Then he clarified
TK: If you are late picking me up, then that doesn’t make any SENSE!
(Well of course!, he assumes if I’m late picking him up from school it’s because the check out lady at Albertson’s was too slow with the grandma-and-her-check-book-in front of me, right? I agree that doesn’t make any sense.)

Music, Published, Overheard

April 6, 2008

For this week’s music, some serious Girl Power. Last week I was listening to the Berlin song “No More Words”, and I decided it’s like the ultimate chick song, dude!

You’re telling me you love me while you’re looking away
No more words, no more words
And no more promises of love

So I added some other chick songs that speak power to me. I ended it with new songs (at least to me) by Edie Brickell, I was way into her in high school.


Sorry, lots of self promoting this week. But I got brave last week and submitted my post about MEMEs to TypeaAMom.net. They took a while, but they accepted it and published it! Probably they accept anyone, but today I get to be that anyone.


And lastly a couple overheards:

TK in the back of the car: This day has been too long!
Mom: Oh really? (thinking 3 year olds can’t remember breakfast much less a long day)
TK: Yeah, when is it my birthday?

Another one:

TK praying: …And please bless my sisters that they won’t fart. (pause, pause–we all look around trying not to laugh), then he looks up with a big grin and says; Oh, I meant fight!

This is what afternoon spiderman looks like at our house. He had just lost his prized and very tiny bouncy ball. He was spent from crying his eyes out. But hot chocolate and Scooby Doo seemed to ease the pain.

Overheard 2

March 31, 2008

TK: Dad, where’s my cup?
Dad: What cup?
TK: The one so I can do magic! (you have to imagine this in a ‘duh’ voice)

Later that morning TK was stirring his ‘magic rocks’ in the cup and telling everyone that he was making a ‘magic’ potion. (The funny thing is that he believes he’s making something truly magic!)

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Another one.

TK to friend: Hey I’m sick (he wasn’t), I’m going to lay down on the couch. (to watch a movie)
Friend: Yeah, I’m sick too. (he wasn’t)
TK: Then you can come up here and cuddle with me.
Friend: Okay! (and he did, got right under the blanket with TK)

Now, this was two (nearly) 4 year old boys, what’s more precious than that?

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One more.

We were teasing TK about his birthday. It went something like this:

Mom: Hey buddy should we have a party for your birthday?
Dad: Yeah, but then we won’t have any presents, okay?
TK: (After a pause) Awww! I want presents.
Mom: Well….okay a few maybe.
TK: I don’t waaaant a feewww!
Mom: Oh? How many do you want? (wrong question mom)
TK: (lickety split no hesitation) A MILLION AND ONE!

Even the sisters laughed at that.

Here’s part two of the bags I worked on over the weekend. I added thin interfacing to this one (it’s for my other sister’s birthday).

Hey, since I’m all into bags these days…go check out the
zosephine diaper bag you can win it on home-ec101.com. I especially like the tiny pocket under the flap but on the outside…hmm I wonder if I could figure out how to make a pocket like that?

Overheard

March 2, 2008

Dad: WHAT is THAT between your buttcheeks??!

Naked 3yold running towards the bathtub: Oh! That’s just garbage. (as he proceeded to throw the star burst wrapper into the garbage)

I really have no comment on that, I mean what can you say?