Thursday, October 9, 2008

Another placeholder

Once again, I am working on a biggish post, and, since it's hard and requires thought, I keep finding other things to do than actually write it. So in the meantime, I want to share a couple of Jack stories.

First, here is a list of sentences I have spoken over these past months that would never be said in a house without children:

1. No running on the couch.
2. Only one bowl of syrup a day. (In response to his request for seconds after finishing the syrup - light! light syrup! - that came with the bowl -small! small bowl! - of diced peaches.)
3. Don't put cookies in your socks
4. Don't put cheese on Mommy.
5. Don't stand on your cereal bowl.

As I look over this list, I realize that these are all seemingly arbitrary rules and regulations that are clearly not instinctual. Sheesh! It's like we have to teach kids EVERYTHING!

But I am not the only one with amusing sentences. The other day, Jack was holding the chicken from a toy tractor set in which the animals fit onto certain spots of the tractor. When the animal is in place, you can press it to hear the appropriate animal sound. Well, appropriate except for the chicken which crows like a rooster even though it is clearly a hen. At any rate, the animals have holes on the bottom of their feet so they can fit on the tractor. On the chicken, this hole is green, in contrast to its yellow feet.

As Jack looked at the chicken, he noticed the hole. "Hey, thassa hole," he said. Then he said this:

"This green hole has a chicken on it!"

2 comments:

Becca said...

Haha, Charlie loves to drink the syrup from Mandarin oranges. I knew exactly what you were talking about!

Anonymous said...

Clearly the son of two engineers. :-)

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