My 4 year old: "What did you say punk?" (accompanied by giggles and smiles, with his world famous cutest ever dimples).
Me: "Where on earth did you hear that?"
DS: "Spongebob!!"
I suppose it could be worse. He was saying the F word a few weeks ago. That wasn't cool.
But this "punk" thing... is it wrong of me to think it's cute? I swear I have a wound on the inside of my cheek from biting it, trying my best not to smile or laugh. Oh my FREAKIN' GOODNESS he's just the cutest thing that ever existed.
Should I stop him from saying it? Is "punk" a bad word for a four year old to say? (Is it any worse than him wanting to play "real" boxing after playing it on Wii? Oops ;)
Am I the only mother who is lost some times? And why on earth don't kids come with manuals, anyway!! Sheesh...
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4.13.2009
9.22.2008
To Skate... Or Not!
The kids started their current skating set on Saturday... or at least Alyssa did. She LOVES to skate, but Joseph has always been reluctant.
This time he wanted his skates off almost immediately, but I managed to keep them on with this deal: "you go out on the ice just today, and if you really don't like it you can come off and Mommy will cancel your lessons."
Things actually started off OK - his teacher got him on his plastic chair and lined him up with the other four year olds, and proceeded to start the "this is fun!! C'mon, everyone!!! Let's lie down on the ice!!" bit (they start on small chairs, then get down on the ice, and then learn to stand up with the aid of the chairs). At one point I looked over to see Joseph sitting on his chair smiling at the teacher, but not five minutes passed before he was crawling off the ice looking for me.
I kept my word - I tugged off his skates and helmet, returned them to the rental counter, and then asked him if he wanted to watch his sister. He agreed, and we went to the Plexiglas.
"Look! He fall down!!" Joseph squealed at the sight of a tumbling toddler.
"See Buddy? Everyone falls down when they're learning. It's OK to fall."
"Yes, Mommy, and that's why I no like it!!"
Good point! Can't argue with that...
This time he wanted his skates off almost immediately, but I managed to keep them on with this deal: "you go out on the ice just today, and if you really don't like it you can come off and Mommy will cancel your lessons."
Things actually started off OK - his teacher got him on his plastic chair and lined him up with the other four year olds, and proceeded to start the "this is fun!! C'mon, everyone!!! Let's lie down on the ice!!" bit (they start on small chairs, then get down on the ice, and then learn to stand up with the aid of the chairs). At one point I looked over to see Joseph sitting on his chair smiling at the teacher, but not five minutes passed before he was crawling off the ice looking for me.
I kept my word - I tugged off his skates and helmet, returned them to the rental counter, and then asked him if he wanted to watch his sister. He agreed, and we went to the Plexiglas.
"Look! He fall down!!" Joseph squealed at the sight of a tumbling toddler.
"See Buddy? Everyone falls down when they're learning. It's OK to fall."
"Yes, Mommy, and that's why I no like it!!"
Good point! Can't argue with that...
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