Sesame Street Fun

Neither of my children were ever really PBS fans.  Perhaps it is the combination of preschool and nothing "flashier" on the television that has led to Schatz's new interest in Muppets and Sesame Street.  She was watching Sesame Street when this conversation unfolded...

Schatz(solemnly): Oh! Mom.  You can't watch this.

Mom (playing along):  Oh, I'm watching this.

Schatz:  Oh, Mommy, you better not! This is rated PG-13Five.

Mom:  PG-13Five?  What does that mean?

Schatz: That means you can't watch this without permission unless you are 5 or under.  It's not appropriate for you

Mom(getting up to leave the room):  Okay.  I'll just go to my room while you watch this PG-13Five movie.

Schatz (laughing at her joke):  Just kidding, Mommy. You can watch it. I was just pulling off your leg.

Angels and Blessings

We were walking past the Newsagent today...

Schatz: Hey, do you remember when I found all that money that time and gave it to the lady [behind the register]?

Mom:  I remember that.

Schatz:  I didn't know she was going to put the money in a purple bag.  I thought she was going to tell me I could keep it.

Mom: I know sweetie, but someone had just dropped that money.  They might have come back looking for it.  You did a sweet thing turning the money in.

Schatz:  Do you think that person ever found their money?

Mom:  Yes, I know they did.  I asked the last time I passed this shop.

Schatz (gasps):  Oh!  Does this means I was their angel that day?

Mom:  Yes, sweetheart.  That was a lot of money.  I think you were truly a blessing to her.

Schatz (dreamily): That makes my heart super happy, Mommy.

Mom: Me, too.

An NCO and a Gentleman

The girls have taken a liking to Steffanie.  They like to say hi to her whenever we see her.  They ask to go to the Butcher Shop just to say hi.  Yesterday, Steffanie was getting off work as Roger and the girls were walking into the shop next door.  After some chitchat, everyone was on their way...

Maura:  Dad. That was rude.

Roger: What?

Maura:  You should have asked her if she needed a ride home.

Roger: She doesn't need a ride home.

Maura: It's really hot.  Mom would have asked if she wanted a ride home.

Roger:  She has her scooter.

Maura: How do you know?

Roger:  I'm pretty sure she rides her scooter to work everyday, guys. She's not walking.

Maura: Well, a gentleman would have asked!!

Organization Schatz Style

Schatz averages at least three wardrobe changes a day.  It's not a big deal, but it means we spend a lot of time folding clothes and putting them away again.  I had folded her Hello Kitty dress and put it with her shirts...

Schatz:  That doesn't go there.  I put it here!  (opens the sock drawer)

Me:  Why do you put it with the socks?

Schatz (getting upset):  I put it HERE! 

Me:  I heard you, Schatz.  I'm not telling you no. I'm asking why.  Why do you want to put it with the socks instead of the shirts?

Schatz (slowly so I'll understand):  Because. When our stuff gets here I'll wear this dress with boots and you need to wear socks with boots.

Me: Fair enough.

Demotions and Name Changes

We have a house guest while the Major is away.  The kitty's name is Midnight and he's a sweet little guy.  He talks a lot so he fits right in.  Schatz loves this cat and talks about him all the time...I wonder if the Major would find it as funny as I do.

 

Scahtz:  Mom?

 

Me: Yes.

 

Scahtz:  When is the Sergeant Major coming home to get Nightmare?

 

Me:  The Major will be home later this month.

 

Schatz:  Do you think he misses Nightmare?

 

Me: I'm sure he does.  That is one cool cat.

 

Schatz (petting him): Yes, he is.  I hope the Sergeant Major NEVER comes back.

 

 



Kaitlyn 2.0

Schatz's preschool has a swimming pool that is just a few feet deep.  Tuesdays are swimming day which led do this conversation at pick up today...

Schatz: Can you find my goggles?  I want to bring my goggles tomorrow.

Me:  Yes, I'll write your name on your goggles tonight.

Schatz:  That's not going to work.

Me:  Yes, it will. If you lose your goggles tomorrow someone will find them and give them back.

Schatz (in a cautious tone):  What if we get a new Kaitlyn tomorrow? Not a "C" Caitlyn...a"K" Kaitlyn?

Me: I'll write your last name, too.

Schatz:  What if we get a "K" Kaitlyn who is also called Kaitlyn D----?

Me: I think we can risk it.

Schatz (mischievously):  What if you bring home the new Kaitlyn D--- instead of me?  By accident!

Me:  I'll bring her back to school and wait for you.  I promise.

Schatz: I would cry and cry, Mommy.  You better not forget what I look like.

Me: I promise!

Schatz (laughing):  What if she has the same clothes as me?

Raw Sugar

I might have met a 65 year old Schatz today.  I was picking up some sugar at Woolworth's Grocery Store today when a woman asked me to help her find the Raw sugar.  We found it between the white and brown sugar.

Me:  Do you use this instead of white sugar?

Aussie Lady:  Yes.

Me:  What's the difference between raw sugar and white sugar?

AL:  Well, honey, white sugar is CRAP!  Pure poison.  It will kill you.

Me:  Oh.  Well, I guess I'll get the raw sugar.

Let it never be said that I don't listen to a well thought out argument about nutrition.

Mommy's Important Birthday Message

My nephew Corbyn just turned four. His brother Carter asked what special privileges came with this age.  Corbyn listened attentively to see what his new privileges would be.  My sister told him she'd have to think on this one . . .

In his cute little 4 year old voice he asked, "Can I still live here!?"

My sister (hugging him): "Yes, honey, I won't kick you out until you're 18!"

Happy Little Bubble

While teasing Maura about something at the dinner table last night...

Roger:  Now, why'd you have to go and say that?  I'm was just sitting here in my little bubble...minding my own business.....happy.

Schatz (interrupting): I can pop your bubble for you, Daddy.

Just a typical conversation over breakfast...

Schatz:  Dad kills stuff.

Dad (putting down his fork): WHAT!?!

Schatz:  You killed that bird.

Dad:  Okay...I did hit that bird with the car.  It flew down in front of my car.  I'm not 100% sure that I killed it.  It might be just fine.

Schatz:  Oh, no.  I saw it.  You killed it.  You killed deer, too.

Dad:  I did used to hunt deer before I married your mother.

Schatz (going back to her breakfast):  You are a good killer, Daddy.

Smorgasbord of Good Things

I've been serving up a lot of the meats that are more available here than in the states.  The kids have (knowingly) enjoyed kangaroo and lamb (which they never tried in the states).  We are promising to try kangaroo steaks and crocodile when the BBQ gets here.  This morning I served emu sausage with their breakfast....

Maura (after trying a tiny first bite):  Mom!  There are lots of good animals to eat here!