Creepin' Up on You

We've been listening to the Troll's movie soundtrack at our house lately.  Chicken particularly likes the song "Can't Stop the Feeling" by Justin Timberlake.  This means that we listen to it every day. Lots of times every day.  Dozen of times every day.  I added it to Chicken's "Kids Fun" Playlist, which consists of all the songs he's obsessed with:  "Everything is Awesome", "Shatter Me", "Safe and Sound", "We Will Rock You", "Immortals", "Cinema".  And now "Can't Stop the Feeling".  It's too short of a playlist to listen to so often.

But they are his favorites, and try telling the four-year-old to branch out.

I'm talking about the song with Chicken.

Me:  Don't you think it's a little weird that he's saying that he's creeping up on you?
Chicken:  I taught it was sayin', "I dust cweepin' up on JUICE, so dust dance, dance, dance, dance."
(insert lisp for the 's' sound in 'dance').
Me:  Of course you thought that.  That's not nearly as creepy.
Chicken:  Sometimes, I fink it's saying, "I dust eatin' chips, so dust dance, dance, dance, dance."

Hmm.

It's a weird song either way.

But, I STILL DUST WOVE CHICKEN!  (So just dance, dance, dance, dance...)

Growing Up

Daddy:  Hey Mommy, look at this.  This little guy is so much taller than the counter.
Me:  What....couldn't he run right under that corner when we first moved in?  How did that happen?
Daddy:  He just keeps growing.
Me:  Stop that Chicken.  No more of that. It's not allowed.  Don't even think about growing anymore.
Daddy:  If you keep growing, we're going to have to send you to timeout.
Me: Yeah.  You'll have to stay in timeout until you decide to quit growing.
Chicken:  Hey!  Dat's not fair at all!  I only stop groween WHEN I'M DEAD!!
Daddy:  He's got a point.
Me:  Oh.  Well, I guess that's not very fair then.

I had to try.

Baby Eggs

Chicken:  Mom, I didn't know dat mommy's tummies are cut open for da baby to come out!!  It's not from da girl parts!

Edee:  Yeah Mom!  You were wrong!

Me:  What...who told you...well, sometimes that happens if the baby needs to come out quick.  It happens sometimes but usually not.

Chicken:  Edee, did you know dat dere's a tiny egg in da mommy's tummy?  Yeah, and den it hatches.

Me:  Well...er,no, it doesn't hatch, Chicken, it's more like it grows.

Chicken:  What?  I did not know dat. And den it EXPLODES!??

Me:  No...

Can you tell that Chicken has had a lot of questions about babies lately?  (Out of nowhere, might I add, I'm not pregnant, just for the record). And I'm thinking that a few of his friends are not giving him the most reliable information.  Just a taste of many future conversations, I'm sure.

Timeout

Chicken:  Mom, if somebody loves somebody, den dey don't want dem to go in timeout.  So if you love me, you won't ever want me to go into timeout.

Way to lay on the Mommy guilt, Chicken.  

Snow Poop

Chicken has this idea lately that any time the snow looks dirty, it's because an animal pooped and/or peed on it.  It's humorous...but it's starting to get slightly irritating how often I have to go over this with him.

Let's take today, for example.

We are driving on a warm day. The snow has been melting.

Chicken:  Ew ew ew ew ew ew ew.  I dust saw some-ting SO disgusting. Yuck!! I can't believe it.
Me: What?
Chicken: I dust saw dat an animal pooped so much in a pile of snow, dere was so much poop in the whole pile.
Me:  Chicken, remember...we've talked about this.  Snow can look really dirty, especially when it's melting.  It was probably just rocks and dirt in the snow.
Chicken:  No mom, it WEALLY was animal poop. I dust know it, mom, it weally, weally was. I know it is.

I mean, if he's that convinced, there's really not much more I can do or say.

Bus Treasures

Edee had just got off of the bus from school, when she announces, "I'm just going upstairs, for no reason!!"

Daddy and I raise our eyebrows at each other. Clayton runs up after her.

Me (yelling up the stairs):  What reason do you have for going upstairs for no reason?
Edee:  Just no reason!  I'll be right back!
Me (to Daddy):  What was that about?
Daddy:  I don't know.  Something's going on.

She comes back downstairs.

Daddy: Edee, I need you to be honest.  Why did you run upstairs?
Edee:  I, uh...mm...I just found something on the bus.  It's not dirty!
Me:  Okay, go get it and show it to us right now, please.
Edee:  Okay.

She leaves and comes back excitedly holding out something small in her hand and hands it to Daddy.

Edee:  It smells so good!
Me:  What is--
Daddy:  Aw, gross!
Me:  Ew! Edee!  Gross, that's a dried out piece of chewed up gum.  Go wash your hands right now.

Chicken is sitting there smiling at me.

Me:  Did you touch it too?

He nods slowly, still grinning.

Me:  Go wash your hands!!

Kids!!!!!!!!

Infinity

Chicken:  I love you a thousand.
Me:  Well I love you two thousand.
Chicken:  I love you infinity.
Me:  What? Who taught you that? I thought we were just going to one up each other, but you already got me beat!!
Chicken: Edee told me dat.
Me:  Well then.  I love you to the moon and back.
Chicken:  Wow, dat's weally a lot,  I fink dat is a more dan one hundred!

At least I still know how to impress him :)