I lied to my son today

Yesterday, Jack caught a tiny toad (which he still considers a frog). He kept it over night in a makeshift container and it survived. Early today I was trying to convince him to let it go free or it might die. He asked why. I said it's probably very hungry and needs to eat. So he figured he'd go catch a fly for it. He removed the toad from the container and wandered all over the yard while grasping the poor little thing (and with a little sister in tow). Soon he comes to me with a different tone- barely holding it together. "I think I accidentally killed him." He opens his hand and there is the toad on it's back with one leg off to the side, very still. I immediately say "nope, he's in deep shock. we need to set him down in the grass and the rain will revive him!"

And that's exactly what Jack did.

Growing up so fast

We picked up Jack's friend Keane one day, so he could come over and play.  I'm driving, the two boys and Maggie are sitting in the back of the van.  Jack says; "Keane, I want to be a worker when I grow up."  Keane says; "I want to be an invention maker."  Maggie pipes in; "I want to be a mermaid and swim in the water."



Maggie and her lifelong friend Abby were playing school with Jack.  Overheard from Jack; "Okay, I'm done shaving my legs."  Hmmmm.  School really has changed.


After relaying a story to Jack about "When I was in Africa ...", he asked me; "What did you look like when you were in Africa?"  After a short pause, I replied; "Younger.  I looked younger."

Jack explaining why he can't marry Maggie: "I won't live very well.  She won't cook very good stew."

Maggie, referring to a "cawapiwer" (caterpillar) by its' "worming aroun', like dis.

She's finally saying her "L's"; (slightly sad sigh ....)

"I can do it, I'm a biggur(l)" ("l" on the end hardly audible.)

‎"Thank you for Caelyn come." - Maggie's bedtime prayer.


From Facebook:
Maggie fell on the way into the grocery store. Before we got into the store, Jack also fell. As I finished packing the groceries, Maggie fell again. Otherwise, I think it was one of the best grocery shopping trips with 2 Littles.

Going to Town

At dinner one night, Leesha put in the "Pocahontas" soundtrack.  Maggie exclaimed; "Hippopotamus!" then "Poop-a-hontas!"

Maggie states her name: "Maggie Mae Wiwwis."  "How'w Queen" = Lightning McQueen.  "Pissy-wiwwow" = pussywillow.

Jack calls them "grand crackers".  I think he's right.

Jack to Maggie; "Maggie, you're a female."
Maggie: "Okay."

"I wike your eye-bwows mom."
"Thanks Maggie."

Mom: "Jack, you can put your sheet of stickers away, and then Maggie can go to town with hers."
Jack: "What does 'go to town' mean?"
"It means she can use them all up."
"Maggie, you go to town with your stickers."
Maggie: "We get this to town."
Jack: "Hey Leesha! Maggie is going to town with her stickers.  Go to town means use them all up."
Jack: "Mom, Maggie didn't go to town."

Jack's Gaming Experience

I DMed my son in his first RPG experience last night just before bedtime. It ended up being one encounter- the party vs four ghosts in the Haunted Woods. The party encounters a friendly pack of wolves who lead them to the edge of the woods where four ghosts attack. Mom's archer, Tessa, and Dad's NPC wizard, Skytheen, helped Jack's swordsman/knight, Oko, defeat the ghosts. The archer was slimed, but in the end the party won. The chilly creepiness of the woods lifted and the trees whispered their thanks and then pointed in the direction the party needed to go to find the evil Frog Wizard they set out to defeat.

We played the very simple rpgKids game which was perfect for Jack's level of understanding and experience. It's a very nice little package with four great adventures, maps, character counters and everything needed.

  

Obey Be Kind

Jack got a letter from Mom that contains a list of expectations and that sort of stuff. He wouldn't stop going on about it. It was a big deal to him. Then he felt it was important for Maggie to have one of her own. Mom encouraged him to write one for her.

Rich

Just prior to heading out for a walk, I gave Jack half a glass of root beer.  He came up to me and said he wanted to tell me something, indicating he wanted to whisper it in my ear.  I bent down to hear him ask; "Does Root Beer have alcohol in it?"

This isn't verbatim, but close enough.  At dinner, Maggie asked for another pancake.  I gave her one, and she demanded; "Put stuff on it!"
In an effort to help her learn to convey the message more politely, I started out; "Mom, would you please put ...."
"STUFF!"
(We laughed at her)
"Please don't say that guys."

Maggie, holding the two halves of a plastic Easter egg over her ears; "I have ear pops."

Jack, playing with the coins and his piggy bank: "I'm rich."
Maggie, playing with him; "I wuv you rich."

Breakfast, your highness

"What's the matter, Maggie?"
"I'm a Princess."
"Oh, well princesses eat breakfast, so eat your breakfast your highness."
"It's not honeys. It's cereal."