Expensive Gift

Beckett: "I got hiccups."
Mike: "Oh yeah?"
Beckett: "Yeah.  I got them at the store."
Mike: "Were they expensive?"
Beckett: "Yeah."

Not close enough

After Beckett has been in time out, I have him get out.
Mama: "Beckett, please apologize and say 'I'm sorry I disobeyed'."
Beckett: "Mama, I'm sorry, I'm okay."

Someone is 2.

I was sitting on the porch making  a phone call.  Beckett got really frustrated that I wasn't paying attention to him, so he came up to my back and kicked me as hard as he could - two times.
So I picked him up sideways (held his middle under my arm) and carried him off to his room for a time out.  On the way down the hall he yells: "I WANT A BROWNIE!!!!!!!!!!"

Cross Country

Today was the first day of cross country training for Paige.  As a Kindergartner, she runs about 2 laps, plays red light/green light, and does some stretching for an entire 30 minutes after school.  It was hot outside today (96) and as we get in the car to go home after practice she says: "I wish you hadn't signed me up for that activity.  It just made me really hot.  And I don't like to be hot.  And when I'm hot, I'm sweaty." And then she burst into tears.

Craft Time

Paige to Beckett: "Are you going to make your boat look creepy?"
Beckett doesn't answer back.

Coming of Age

Paige: "I experiment at this age - right?"
Mom hesitates then answers: "Yeeeessssss."
Paige: "I'd like to experiment with nails and some wood and the bangy hammer thing."

I just got set up.

Tricky Police

Page is talking about her field trip to the local police station.
Paige: "And then we got to see a black police car.  And it had a trap door in it."
Mom (very curious about the trap door): "That sounds super neato!  Where was the trap door?"
Paige: "In the top of the car.  So that they can get out if they need to."

It took a moment, but then I got it.

Trap door = sunroof.

Dinner

I cooked some chicken tonight for dinner (along with other items). I cooked them plain because that is what the children in our home will eat.
Paige to me: "Thanks for making Chinese food tonight.  I love Chinese food!  Especially the chicken!"
Wha?

Not even close

We are talking about climbing trees.
Paige: "And thank goodness that tree is strong enough for a 5 year old girl to climb!  But not you Mama, um, how old are you?"
Mama: "Guess."
Paige: "16!"
Mama: "No."
Paige: "14!"
Mama: "No."
Paige: "100!!!!"
Mama: "Nope."
Paige: "Gazillion!!!"
Mama: "Nope."
Paige (rather hesitantly): "14?"
Mama: "No.  I'm 31.  What do you think of that?"
Paige just looks and stares at me.

Overheard

I'm two rooms away and I hear Paige say (from the bathroom): "Water fight! Water fight!!!"

Then a moment later she yells: "NO BITE NO BITE!!!!"

Apparently Beckett doesn't play by any rules.

Perch

Paige: "MOM, I'm going to perch now!"

Me: "Okay!"

And then she did.  She climbed up all the bikes she had precariously balanced together and perched on top.

Home School backfires

I ask Paige what she wants to learn about every morning.  She usually responds with: "Black Holes" or "Bad Germs (viruses)".

However today, her answer was different.

Paige: "I want to learn about how tornadoes are made and what jails look like on the inside."

Awesome.

And thanks to YouTube, I was able to show her.

Art Drama

Paige: "STOP IT BECKETT!!!!! YOU'RE DRAWING ON MY IDEA!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Bad Germs

I've been sick for almost two weeks.
We've talked a lot about how germs travel, watched youtube videos about germs, and washed our hands a lot.
It's time for bed, so I tell Paige to go brush her teeth and then get into bed where we do our nightly routine of song, prayer, hug, and a kiss.
Paige (in a super matter of fact but nice toned voice): "But no kissing.  I don't want your bad germs."
I'm not teaching her anything again.

Puzzle comments

While working on a puzzle today Paige said the following:

"According to the instructions this goes here."  Instructions? Hmmmmm.

"Mom, can you help me?  This piece is troubled me."   Melt my heart kiddo.