Bacon

The kids made up a new song this morning during breakfast.

"I love bacon!  I love bacon!  You're my only pig!
I love bacon!  I love bacon!  You're my only pig!"

We are shameless carnivores in this household.

Outhouse

I'm potty training Chicken.

Me:  If you need to go potty at the park just tell me, Chicken, I'll bring the little potty with us and put it in the car.

Edee:  What if I need to go potty?

Me:  You can use the outhouse there. 

Edee:  Oh I LOVE da outhouse!  It's my fav-wit kind of potty!!

Me:  Oh really....

Edee:  Yeah, you don't have to wash your hands with soap and water, you dust get to use the sand hanitizer.  And you dust have to wipe and don't have to fluss.  I love dat.  I love dat you get to use sand hanitzer and dust have to wipe and NOT fluss.  It's my fav-wit.

Oh Edee.....I feel like this love of outhouses won't be long-lasting.  But the passion was impressive!

Mars

Edee:  Mom I know the stars are made up of fire.  What else?
Me:  Mmmm....hot gas.
Edee:  How do you spell that? And fire?

I spell it for her so she can write it down.  We go through the same thing with the sun.

Edee:  I'm taking notes.
Me:  Your'e doing a great job.
Edee:  What is Mars made of?
Me: Well...rock.
Edee:  Right.  And it has flowing water.  How do you spell that?
Me:  Yeah!  I think...I think they did discover flowing water recently!  Who told you that? Me? Or Daddy?
Edee:  Sci Show.  I yearned it on Sci Show, I remember it said dere was flowing water on Mars.   I watch it with Daddy. It's my fav-wite show.  It's Daddy's fav-wite show too!
Me:  Huh.  Well then.  I'm impressed.

I usually would gaff at Daddy when he said that watching his youtube shows "with" the kids was a worthwhile activity.  I *might* have just been proven wrong.

Blinking

As bedtime approaches, Chicken can't suppress his exhaustion most of the time.  Recently he's been falling asleep snuggled up to me.

Me: Come on, Chicken.  Bedtime.
Chicken:  No, I not tired.
Me:  You were falling asleep on my lap.
Chicken:  No.... I dust blink-een.....I dust blink-een.....

Tonight he told me the same thing as I caught him asleep.   He insisted he was just "blinking".

Hungry Games

Chicken:  I want to watch da tain (train) movie.
Me:  What train movie?
Edee:  He wants da Kiss-mas one.  Da Kiss-mas tain movie.
Me:  What, the Polar Express?  No, let's not watch that until Christmas.
Chicken:  WAH!!  NO!! Not DAT tain one!  Da one where dey sing 'bout tains!!  Wah! Wah Wah!
Edee:  He wants da Mommy show where dey sing 'Choo Choo Go'.
Me:  Ha ha...You want to watch 'Choo Choo Go'?  (It's a Hunger Games Bad Lip Read we've watched one too many times....but it's been awhile since we've watched it).
Chicken:  Yeah!  Dat one!
Edee:  I want to watch the Mommy one.
Me:  Okay we'll watch 'Choo Choo Go'.
Edee:  No, no no.  I mean the movie......I want to watch  'Hungry Games'.
Me: (ha ha ha) You are too young to watch that.
Chicken: No! I want da awt-word (awkward) one.
Me:  Okay, that's fine, we can watch that one (They say "awkward in the BLR, and we usually all laugh about it).
Edee:  Wait, Mom, what does 'awk-word' mean?

How could I not document this conversation?

Lick

Chicken speaks really well for a newly-three-year-old.  He has a pretty good vocabulary, and can articulate better than Edee in some cases.  But there is one word he cannot get a grasp on, no matter how many times I correct him.

Chicken:  My dog keeps on looking me!!  And he looking my Dum Dum Yucker!
Me:  Your dog is licking you.  liiiiiick.   ih.  ih.  liiiiiiiick.
Chicken:  Liii......see,  he looking me!  He keep looking me wit his tongue!
Me: .......liiiiiick.

No avail.  And the best is when he's talking about wanting to eat some "look-orish", AKA "licorice".

Chuck E. Cheese

We've never been to Chuck E. Cheese.

 Up until this past week, my kids didn't have clue what it was.    While at Joy School, the mom is charge was teaching about feelings, and was trying to prompt them to think of some positive feelings.  She then asked how the kids would feel if their mom and dad told them they were going to Chuck E. Cheese.  Her son jumped up and yelled "excited!!", while Edee and their other friend looked utterly perplexed.  After realizing her error, my friend apologetically confessed to us that she had ended up explaining what Chuck E. Cheese is.

You can imagine how my day has been today.

Edee:  Mom!  I weally want to go to Cheddah Cheese!
Me:  You....want some cheddar cheese?
Edee:  No no no.  I want to go dere.  Da fun place where you get to pay games!
Me:  Oh Chuck E. Cheese.  Er....
Edee: Yah!  I weally want to go dere!!  It sounds SO much fun!

I chose to ignore her from here on out and act like I didn't know what she was talking about.

Maybe an hour later:

Edee:  Mom!  Where else are we going today?
Me:  I told you where we are going.  Speech then the store.
Edee: No.  No no no.  AFTER dat.
Me:  Nowhere else.
Edee:  AWE!!!  Mom, yet's go to Chunky Cheese.
Me:  Ha...uh...Chunky Cheese, you say?
Edee:  Yeah!  YES!  I weally want to to to CHUNKY CHEESE!  It sounds like so much fun!!  Pleeeeeeeeease!  Please can we go? (etc, etc, etc).
Me:  Sorry, no.

I hold no malice towards the mom who spilled the beans.  I'm realizing more and more that us moms all do stuff like this to one degree or another!!