My Kid Cracks Me Up

ME: Owen, what is all over your mirror? (Clearly a soapy handprint)
OWEN: I don't know.  Maybe spider poop?
ME: You think so, huh?


ME: You seem to be feeling better today, I think you can go to school tomorrow.
OWEN: But I'm still sick.
ME: I think you're fine. 
OWEN: Mom, do I have shrimp?
ME:  Shrimp?  Do you mean strep?
OWEN: Yeah.
ME: No baby, it's just a cold.


Watching The Little Mermaid
OWEN: Mom, who is that big lady?
ME: That's the Sea Witch.
OWEN: Why is she a sandwich?


Giving Owen his breakfast:
ME: Here's the toast you wanted.
OWEN: Thanks mom, I pre-kay-she-ate-it.

He meant appreciate it, and it's the thought that counts!

Man I think my kid is funny.

What A Difference One Word Makes...

When we potty trained Owen we taught him to go sitting down.  I figured we would avoid the inevitable peepee mess as long as possible.  Being that he is now almost 4, we decided it was time for him to stand up like a big boy.  But of course, being that the is almost 4, and a boy, we have to discuss this...a lot. 

So the other day while driving home Owen asked me "Mom, will Piper stand up to go potty when she's a big girl?"  I say "No Owen, only boys go potty standing up.  She doesn't have a teetee like you, so she has to sit down."  He says "where's her teetee?".  "Remember Owen, boys have a penis, and girls have a vagina.  We just call it teetee, but boys and girls are different."  He says proudly "I have a penis."  "Yes baby, that's right", I say.   Then he announces "Piper has a vagina and I need a penis!"  "Um, no Owen...you HAVE a penis, you don't NEED a penis."

He sits in the back seat thinking about it for a while.  Now when he has learned a new word or concept, he often repeats it to himself quietly as if committing it to memory.  After a minute or so I hear from the backseat in a whisper "I have a penis, I need a penis...I have a penis, I need a penis..."  This goes on for about 2 minutes.  All I can think is that some moms wouldn't be as cool with this conversation as I was.  Finally he gets it straight in his head and says "yeah, I have a penis". 

"OK, good...glad that's settled...now what do you want for dinner..."

Boys. 

3yo Words

A few new words that are so cute we haven't corrected him yet:

Rah-Rool:  is actually Raul, the car from Cars 2.

Lisk-a-lish:  is Licorice..as in I got stuck on the Lick-a-lish square playing Candyland.

Bi-da-dems:  Vitamins...he takes them every day!

More to come...

An Incredible Conversation

As I was helping Owen get dressed for gymnastics this morning, this was our conversation:

Owen (looking at his superhero underwear): Mommy, who's on my underwears?
Me: They are The Incredibles
Owen (puts them on): Why is Incredibles in my pants?
Me: Um...here, put your shoes on.

So apparently, guys think what's in their pants is incredible at any age.  Lord help me.

Kindness

Owen is such a sweet boy and here are just two examples of his kindness:

The other night I was working late, and was set up at the kitchen table.  Owen was in the living room playing.  Without being asked, he came in to the kitchen and brought me my drink from the living room, along with a coaster.  "Here mom, in case you get thirsty".  Made me smile and tear up a bit.  "Thank you my sweet boy".

Another time I was in Piper's room changing her diaper and cleaning her nose, which she hates.  She was crying loudly in protest.  Owen came into the room with her green puppy and said "Here Piper, here's your puppy to make you feel better".  He always takes such good care of his baby sister.

The kindness in that little boy's heart amazes me.  At only 3 years old, he is kinder, sweeter, and more gentle than many adults I've met.  Even as a baby, I could tell he had a gentle and sweet spirit.  I love watching that spirit flourish as he grows into a little boy.  I will do my best to protect him, my precious gift, as he grows into an amazing, caring person. 

I sure love that sweet kid.

My Heart is ALL the Colors...

It's no secret that orange is Owen's FAVORITE color.  He has orange everything.  This morning, while getting dressed, I asked Owen if he was going to turn orange since he loves orange so much.  Without blinking he looked at me and said, "No mom, I'm going to be ALL the colors cause my heart is all the colors!"  I am not sure what that means exactly, but thought it was so sweet, and and made me smile. 

I sure do love that kid. 

Batgirl vs. Bad Girl

Owen and Daddy playing Batman this morning:

Daddy (in his Batman voice): Com'on, let's go find Batgirl...
Owen: Why is she a Bad Girl?

Me: I'm not touching that one...

I love that funny kid...