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!