Lesson #1: While working in Big’s preschool class, I discovered that criss-cross-apple-sauce means more than ‘sit quietly with your legs crossed’. It’s also the green light to 1) pick your nose or 2) lick your hands. Seriously. Every. Single. Kid. (Guess it’s no wonder that we had to leave early because Big wasn’t feeling well.)
Lesson #2: I could break up the non-stop wrestling around here—especially since someone always ends up crying. But while I may save a few tears, I’d take away loads of heartwarming laughter.
Lesson #3: When your 22-month old randomly (I swear it was randomly) chants, “Beer! Beer! Beer!” through the grocery store, it kind of makes you wish you’d bought some so you could crack one open. (A beer, that is, not a kid.)
Lesson #4: While moms can be a lot of wonderful things to their little boys, we can never be their dads.
Lesson #5: With October being Breast Cancer Awareness month, I’ve heard about a lot of people doing different things to make a difference. (I’ve tried to wear at least a touch of pink every day in honor of my blogging friend, Julie’s, 31 Days of Pink Challenge.) But as I watched various NFL games today, I was truly in awe of the manly men sporting bright pink in support of women everywhere.
I hope you had a squeaky clean weekend filled with laughter, hope and people (like Dad) to share a toast with!
I think the chanting of “beer beer beer” kind of beats the chanting of “frog frog frog” OR “flag flag flag” when it they both just come out sounding “fu@# fu@# fu@#.” Sometimes in trying to teach Seamus words, I feel like that episode of Friends when Phoebe is trying to teach Joey French… and it no matter what she says, his repeating just comes out gobbledygook. So I guess the lesson I’ve learned today is to avoid teaching Seamus any words that begin with “f”. 😉
Jodie, that’s too funny. Little has a few words that are questionable too. Unfortunately the word beer was loud, clear and had him giggling when he saw people’s reactions. I’ll steer clear of all f words for awhile…thanks for the tip!
So, Brooke is not alone? She picks her nose alllll the time and it drives me bonkers! Are you sure it’s not a boy thing? ha! I keep telling her girls don’t do that, but if the girls at school are…then I’m in trouble! 🙂
Afraid the girls were just as eagerly picking as the boys. I didn’t see any girl hand lickers though, so there’s hope for you on that front!
Thanks for reminding me of all the funny things that happened while I worked all those years in elementary school. Little kids are sooo authentic and unedited!
That couldn’t be more true!
I love the beer story! Last night the only way I could get my 18-month old to have a drink with dinner was to give her “wine” – i.e., watered down juice in a (plastic) wine glass. I’m fearful for the day when I pick her up from day care and they tell me that she insisted on a glass of wine (unfortunately a word she can say quite clearly) with her lunch!
Hopefully our kids will be able to “party” together soon!
Yes, it sounds like our little ones are going to be a lot of fun together! Too funny…
The word “Beer” IS much better than him chanting “F**k” around the store. Little is so so cute.
True, at least the little jokester kept it PG-13 and didn’t go R on me!