Recently Overheard: Christian Edition 2

December 21, 2007

On birthdays

Christian: “When I’m 37, how old will you be?”

Me: “Um, 69.”

Christian: “Wow, 69! You’ll break the house!”

 

UPDATE: Driving down the road just now, a random comment from Christian: “When you turn 100, you won’t be able to drive anymore. You’ll break the roof. When you turn 100, you’ll have to walk.” 

The full story? He is associating inches on a yardstick with years of life.

Still funny, though. 


Bedtime Prayer

December 20, 2007

Used to be, bedtime for 2-year old Joslyn meant getting her in a prone position, turning out the light and quickly running out of the room before she realized what was going on.

Lately she’s been more receptive to the idea of sleeping, so we’ve begun an actual bedtime routine. For the last part of that, Shar and I have been working with her on a prayer. She likes participating, which is great, but we’ve quickly realized her main model for praying has been Christian’s mealtime liturgy. Except, instead of what Christian says (Usually as fast as possible: “God is great God is good Let us thank him for our food Amen”, with no pause, just like it’s written), she has created a truncated version, as follows:

God is great

God is food

Amen 


All I Want for Christmas is My Two Front Teeth

December 19, 2007

All I Want For ChristmasKaylyn has lost both this month; she can truly sing the famous song this Christmas.


Advent Calendars

December 18, 2007

Shar bought Advent calendars this year for the kids. They’re the simple kind with 24 perforated doors on a paper top covering little pieces of chocolate (as opposed to the high-dollar wooden kind you have to stuff yourself, which are for empty nesters who have time but ironically no children with whom to share their perfect Southern Living treasures).

The kids have been enjoying the interminable countdown to Christmas, just like I did as a kid, with a little daily treat. Except, on cue, our 2 year old Joslyn quietly disappeared the other day to devour as many as she could pry open before she was discovered.

Her punishment? For the 5-6 days corresponding to pre-consumed chocolates, she has had to suffer while the other two chow down. The wailing and carrying on has me almost, I say almost, convinced she’s not aware of the connection between her thievery and her deprivation. (Two year olds! Ha! No match for toddlerdaddy.)


Kaylyn’s Career Plans

December 7, 2007

Kaylyn just told me that she no longer wants to be an ice skater.

Now, she wants to be an art teacher.

Must be the influence of her kindergarten class, since ice skating isn’t offered as an elective.