tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20633419686037679142024-03-13T03:16:32.041-07:00Simon SaysUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger312125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-74418516643444271592018-05-15T13:48:00.000-07:002018-05-15T13:48:28.544-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Simon: "I feel like I really need to build a penthouse."<br />
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Simon: "I would never want to be Superman. It must hurt to have lasers shoot out of your eyes."Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-58590882439299899412018-04-29T10:09:00.002-07:002018-04-29T10:09:32.120-07:00AlkaseltzerSimon: "What's Al-Qaida?"<br />
Me: "It's a terrorist group."<br />
Simon: "Oh. I thought it was that stuff you put in soda. Oh, wait- that's alkaseltzer."<br />
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Me: "Look at the flowers. Aren't they pretty?"<br />
Simon: "And possibly deadly."<br />
Only Simon.<br />
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Simon: "Why did they put classifieds in the paper? It's not classified if everyone knows about it!"<br />
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Simon informed me that he had testicular cancer in his stomach.<br />
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Me: "I wonder if I have a shortage of the vitamin that helps with memory. I think it might be B12. I was tested for that once, but it was quite a while ago."<br />
Simon: "I bet you don't <i>remember </i>when. Ha!"<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-67535137084693708702018-04-13T18:33:00.003-07:002018-04-14T06:18:39.168-07:00CurmudgeonSimon: "I didn't really like the movie Coco."|<br />
Me: "Really? Why not?"<br />
Simon: "The ending is really emotional. I don't like movies that make me feel emotions!"<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;">Simon: "What's the name of that old, big green playdough thing? Gumbo?"</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;">Simon: "Oliver is so grumpy, he doesn't just need sleep, he should PURSUE it."</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "The graphics on your phone are amazing!"</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: "You know what? The graphics in real life are amazing."</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon laughed so hard that he choked on his drink. I think I've found my target audience: kids think I'm hilarious.<br /><br />Simon has started calling Ollie "Curmudgeon". I can't get mad because Jeff and I sometimes call him "Swamp Butt".</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"> Simon said, "I called Oliver "Teeny Bopper" like, five times in a row because I was cross with him."</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">He's 9 going on 60. And, apparently, he's British.</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif;"></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "My nose just started running for no reason. It was a spontaneous combustion!" </span><br />
<span style="color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16.1px;">Ew.</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-39008147044948542022017-12-09T07:12:00.003-08:002017-12-09T07:12:53.861-08:00Pimples<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Simon wrote to his favorite author (Tom Angelburger of the Origami Yoda series) and got another reply! This is the second one. It looks like he and Simon are now pen pals.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;"><br /><br />Simon was pretending to be an "old-timey gentleman" (his words). I got to hear gems like, "I must go to a fancy party where there's alcohol that I'm not allowed to drink yet, but I shall eat garlic croutons", and, "I'm a butler. I outrank you."<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Do you know what you can say to a ghost? "Are you flabby? Maybe you need exorcise". Get it?"<br /></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">Simon farted (a LOT), then asked, "Does that mean I'm susceptible to dysentery?"</span><br /><br /><span style="color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">Simon: "Dentist people are so busy making sure everyone else takes care of their teeth, they might not have time to take care of their own! Maybe that's why they wear those masks. They serve a dual purpose. To keep out germs and to hide the irony of having their own bad teeth.<br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: "You and Ollie both look cute today. Sorry, Ollie's cute. You're handsome."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "It's okay if you say I'm cute. I'm still a kid, after all. When I'm a teenager, you have to say I'm handsome. Unless I have pimples."<br /><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-31011630837680927332017-10-28T06:45:00.001-07:002017-10-28T06:45:34.430-07:00Talent<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Do you know what to do in a war? You put a flag from every country up in front of your house, so everyone knows you're neutral."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: "But what if you think someone is in the wrong?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Then you don't put up that flag, and they bomb your house."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: "Yikes!"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Hey, people do stupid things in wars."<br /><br />Simon: "Did you know that Florida is Spain's hand-me-down? That's hilarious!'<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: Who's the second President?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "No idea."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: "John Adams."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "I was close."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">How was he close?<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon and I were playing video games and my character defeated his. He shouted, "Well, there's my come uppence!"<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me, wiping down Oliver's high chair tray: "Oliver's fascination with peanut butter is messy."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Yes, his infestation of peanut butter is REALLY messy!"<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Do you know what talent you have that I love?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: "What?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "You can almost always understand me when I talk with my mouth full."</span><br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-33505885478613934292017-10-06T07:02:00.000-07:002017-10-06T07:02:36.836-07:00Potential Dust<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">Me: "Do you remember where we are in history? Remember the-?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">Simon: "Alarmo?"<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Seeing bugs gets my are-d-lin flowing."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: "Your what?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "You know, that thing that makes your blood pump. Are-d-lin."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: "Adrenaline?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Whatever it is, I just don't like bugs."<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">After vacuuming, Simon said, " I'm going to go wash the potential dust off my fingers."<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Kids are afraid of the dark. Grown ups are afraid of taxes. It's weird, but that's how the world works."<br /><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-4697365092365488682017-08-13T17:34:00.000-07:002017-08-13T17:34:10.304-07:00Railrang<br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">Simon told me he's a "geekasaurus".<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "You know me so well, you know me better than I know myself. It's annoying."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: " Really? Why is it annoying?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "How am I supposed to get to know myself if you know me better?"<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "You know how people say baseball is America's pastime?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: "Yes."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Well, nowadays I think it's yelling. I mean, they even yell in baseball!"<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon says he wants to sell Jello on a stick to help earn money for a Lego set he wants. He also has a backup plan for when he runs out of Jello: he'll sell ice for five cents a cube.<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon:"What did the worker at the trampoline factory say when someone asked if he liked his job?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: "I don't know. What?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "He said, "It has its ups and downs"."<br /><br /></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">I told Simon to clip his nails. He held up the nail clippers and dramatically said, "Tyranny! I curse the day these things were invented!"</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "If you had to pick only one, what would you say my most charming character trait is?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: "Charming? Well, I love how kind-hearted you are."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Really? I thought you'd say my excellent hearing."</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "I hate allergies! Why did God create them?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me: "I don't know. You'll have to ask Him when you see Him"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "I'm not dying just to ask Him that!"</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Last night I learned that Simon thinks "railrang" is a word, and "railing" isn't. He didn't believe me when I told him. The situation grew quite heated: multiple dictionaries were consulted. He even paused in the middle of the game we were playing to look it up. Words are very important in our house.</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-36853251993728990322017-05-19T08:10:00.000-07:002017-05-19T08:10:07.448-07:00Inappropriate Garments<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "I'm having a cup o' Moe and you're having a cup o' Joe. Together, it makes Mojo, also known as moxie. Caffeine gives us our moxie."<br />He's decided that a mug of hot chocolate is a "cup o'Moe".<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon is saving his allowance for a particular Lego set. He talks about it non-stop. Last night he said, "I'll do anything to get it. I'll even eat green beans while walking across hot coals! Well, the green beans might make me gag. I'll walk on coals, though!"<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Is that music coming from your phone because you're on hold?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me, sighing: "Yes."</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "That is so cool!"<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Do you know what I do when I have a bad dream? I pretend it was a bad tv show and I change the channel."<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">Simon: "I think I need to learn to settle disputes in an orderly manner."<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon came out of his room in his winter pj's this morning. He said, "Isn't it weird that I'm in these inappropriate garments?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Then he wanted to know why I always use fancy words.<br /><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-37595501228972044112017-04-18T07:18:00.000-07:002017-04-18T07:18:48.169-07:00Chubby<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon, listening to Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture: "This sounds like something the Animaniacs would write."<br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: " That look is great on you!"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Me, still in pj's : Thank you. What "look"?"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Tired."<br /></span><br />
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Simon told me, " My mind is like an empty house for rent. People come in- those are my memories- then they look around and leave if they don't want to live there. Which most people- my memories- don't."</div>
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This was his excuse this morning for memorizing all the Pokemon names, then claiming his memory was too bad to answer any school-related questions.<br /><br />Baby Einstein was on and the song "If You're Happy and You Know It" was playing with a bunch of different babies and toddlers doing the moves. Simon looked and said, "That baby doesn't look happy! He just looks chubby!"<br /><br /></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14px;">Simon, referencing the oft-criticized high ground comment in the Star Wars prequels (which he hasn't seen because I refuse to admit they're canon): "If having the high ground means you win, I'll always win. Sorry, Oliver, I have the high ground because I'm taller."</span><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">---------------------------------------------------------------------</span><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Simon: " Every time Oliver ducks, his hair floofs. He's Jedi Fuzzyhead!"</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Sorry, did I just look offended?"</span><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Me: "A little."</span><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Simon: " I wasn't. Well, I did accidentally fart at that moment."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Each year, Simon gets to have whatever meal he wants on his birthday. We asked him if he had any ideas for this year and he said, "I want to eat at the school cafeteria that's at the hospital!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Simon said Aquaman is the king of the sea. I jokingly told him that it would be cooler if he was also the king of the Nile, or Lake Michigan, not just the sea. Simon told me, "Well, Aquaman could colonize!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Simon: " A mom's heartbeat is soothing to some people until they're in their late thirties."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Simon: "Hey,Mom. Do you want to put so much makeup on your eyes that it looks like you've spilled paint on them?"</span><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Me: "Why?"</span><br /><span style="font-size: 14px;">Simon: " I don't know, but that magazine is advertising that much makeup."</span><br /><br />Simon was musing at the zoo: "I wonder if lions ever bite their tongues."<br /><br />Jeff's company was just bought out by a Mexican train company. The boss didn't tell anyone until after everyone saw it on the news. Jeff was explaining the merger to me and I said, "It's weird that they didn't tell you guys. It's like--"<br />Simon yelled from the backseat, "SURPRISE! We're Mexican!"</div>
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said, "Why don't those two get married already? Obviously, they love
each other! I mean, they keep getting each other ridiculous gifts.
Five golden rings? Come on! And what would you do with calling birds! ?
I guess the rings are more practical if you get married and and you're
accident prone and lose the other four rings."<br /><br />Simon: "Why do I get the feeling you can do everything politely, even burp?"<br /><br />Simon : "I wonder who put the alphabet in alphabetical order? You know, a...b...c..."<br /><br />Yesterday I was musing to Jeff about the types of attractions Dolly
World might have. Simon shouted, "Maybe there's an emotional roller
coaster!"<br /><br />He got his flu shot yesterday. Now, Simon is wandering around, rubbing his arm, and saying, "I hate that I got shot! "<br /><br />I let Simon drink some hot chocolate. He took a few sips, then told
me, "I noticed that I drink with my pinkie out. I believe I'm turning
British. "<br /> He said that last part with an atrocious attempt at an accent.<br /><br />We took a trip to Target to pick up some things. Simon noticed some
women's underwear that had a Star Wars design. He remarked that it was
weird. Jeff said, "Why is it weird? You have had socks with Star Wars
print before. "<br /> Without missing a beat, Simon answered, "I don't think I'd want to feel the Force down THERE! "Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-36772042205445231432016-11-07T08:35:00.003-08:002016-11-07T08:35:54.083-08:00Wedgie"I wonder what sheep sound like when they burp." <br /><br />"How do you make a wedgie? I understand the concept, but I don't know how to accomplish it. "<br /><br />Simon: "Where is Dad?"<br /> Me: "He's on his way to work."<br /> Simon: "But what about that extra hour? "<br /> Me: "Fallback happened yesterday, Buddy."<br /> Simon: "Aw, but it should still be happening today! I should still get an extra hour with Dad!"<span class="text_exposed_show"><br /><br /></span>Simon: "Who's winning the votes? "<br /> Me: "We don't know who has won yet, but Trump and Clinton are the ones to beat. "<br />
Simon: "If you are old enough to vote, can you vote? I don't want
them to win. Clinton is dishonest and Trump is too Trumpy. I mean,
he's not very nice. And he's not trustworthy. And if he makes a wall,
it probably won't be very strong because the workers won't build it
strong since he won't be nice to <span class="text_exposed_show">them. And if Clinton wins, she might make a tax that takes my allowance! "<br /></span><br />Simon: "When I'm grown-up and I make all my own food, do you know what I'm going to make? "<br /> Me: "What? "<br /> Simon: "Chip dust. "<br />
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The teaser on the cover will say ,"Does anyone have the courage to renew
it? ", and it will be about some parents whose house is falling apart
and the warranty is going to expire. They have to race to renew it. "<br /><br />Simon: "If I can't get a job job when I grow up, I'll just host a game show called "You are Correct"."<br /><br />
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was crying on the way home last night. Simon looked at him and yelled,
"He's homesick! He looks homesick and depressed. " <br /><br />Simon said, "I think the reason Oliver and I aren't the same age is if
we were, we could only gabble at each other. Since I'm older, I can
help with Oliver and make him smile. "<br /><br />
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Simon just told me that he wants a mood ring so that he'll know when he's getting angry and he'll calm down.<br /><br />After reading the back of his AWANA book, Simon yelled excitedly: "Mom! Did you know I can get scholars hip money? "<br /> Me: "What? "<br /> Simon: "Scholars hip money! Scholars hip! "<br /> Me: "Oh. ..do you mean "scholarship?" money? "<br /> Simon: "Yeah, whatever. What is that? "<span class="text_exposed_show"><br /> Me: "It's money that gets put toward paying for college. "<br /> Simon, sounding disappointed : "Oh. I thought someone was just going to give me money. "</span></div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-2828955047073455942016-09-27T17:39:00.001-07:002016-09-27T17:39:10.805-07:00Fried CalamariJeff asked Simon what he wanted for breakfast and Simon, grinning, answered, "Wallabies and black eye soup!"<br /><br />Simon: "Who are you going to vote for? "<br /> Me: "I don't know. I don't like any of the candidates. "<br /> Simon: "Can I run? "<br /> Me: "You're too young, buddy."<br /> Simon: "What about you? You'd be a great president! "<span class="text_exposed_show"><br /> Me: "Thanks. I wouldn't want to be, though. "<br /> Simon: "But you'd be better at it than these other people! Jeesh! I know how to win an election : just be nice. "<br /></span><br />
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Simon: "Why does all of Oliver's food smell putrid and disgusting? "<br /><br />Earlier I was talking with Simon, holding Oliver, and making dinner at
the same time. Simon, looking impressed, told me, "You have level
three multitasking. "<br /><br />Simon, talking to me about a toy that Oliver has with an ocean theme:
"Man, I want to stick that thing in the oven! Fried calamari, anyone?
Badum tish!"<br /><br /></div>
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I told Simon that I'm tired. He went into the kitchen and started
rummaging through our refrigerator. I asked what he was doing and he
answered, "I'm making you a latte."<br /><br />Me: "Weird. Oliver likes his green beans tonight. "<br /> Simon: "That's because he's delusional."<br /><br />Simon tried to say "For Pete's sake" but instead he said, " For Green Peace sake!".<br /><br />While at the grocery store, Simon saw a tub of I Can't Believe It's Not
Butter. He incredulously said, "If it's not butter, then what is it? "<br /><br />Simon: "Technology makes people weak! I mean, what will happen when all
technology stops working? People will just lie around all day, then
they'll have to stand up to turn the TV on the old fashioned way! " <br /> He said this like it was the worst thing ever.<br /><br />Simon said, "My rule is, "Speak softly and carry a big Lego" ."<br /><br />In the grocery section of the store, Simon asked, "What is red velvet? "<br /> Jeff answered, "It's cake."<br /> Simon said, "Oh. I thought it was velvet carpet. "<br /><br />Yesterday Simon told me, "I love my stretchy shorts. They make my legs articulate. "<br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-72276049358577231852016-04-18T05:59:00.000-07:002016-04-18T05:59:44.250-07:00Bring Down a DeerSimon was given a Nerf bow by his grandparents for his birthday. He excitedly yelled, "When I'm older, I might be able to bring down a deer with this!"<br />
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Simon: "Do you know what I don't like? Signs and words that use 'z' instead of 's'."<br />
A kid after my own heart.<br />
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Talking about food we like, I told Simon that lamb is my favorite meat.
He said, "I bet that's really expensive in England! It sounds fancy so I
bet it's from somewhere mysterious, like England. And stuff is
expensive there. "<br />
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Simon : "I'm really good at chess. I wonder how God is going to use that gift. "<br />
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Simon : "I'd like to apologize to you on my behalf."<br />
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Simon : "Do you know how most public schools have bullies? Well, our
school only has one student and it's me. I'm not mean so I'm not a
bully, which means there are no bullies, so we have the ultimate
school."<br />
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Simon : "I require a pith helmet. "<br />
Me: "Um...you know you don't have one, right? "<br />
Simon: " We can make one. I hear they're doing some splendid things with fabric lately. "<br />
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Simon : "I'm so embarrassed! "<br />
Me:" Why? "<br />
Simon, after a pause : "I don't know. That is so embarrassing! "<br />
Me: "So, you're embarrassed that you don't remember why you're embarrassed? "<br />
Simon: "Yes."</div>
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possibly do a good job brushing your teeth if you're humming the
"Imperial March"."<br /> Simon : "I'm not humming the "Imperial March"! I'm singing "The Carol of the Bells"!"<br /><br />Me: "Will you read to Oliver? "<br /> Simon : :I don't read out loud in public. "<br /> Me: "We aren't in public. We're in the privacy of our home. "<br /> Simon : "I only read out loud in really private places, like the bathroom in an airplane. "<br /><br />Simon : "Do I have the Hawaii flu? "<br /> Me, taken aback : "What? "<br /> Simon: "I read about it in Garfield. I have all the symptoms. It's pretty serious. <br /><br />Learning about the German holiday St. Martin's Day, Simon said, "St.
Martin ripped his cloak and gave it to a baker. That's random. "<br /> I answered, "Buddy, you misread that. It says he gave it to a beggar."<br /> Simon said, "Ah. That makes more sense. "<br /><br />Aunt Amber asked Simon if he likes being a big brother. He answered, "Ish. Okay. .I love it! "<br /> If only she had seen the huge grin on his face.<br /><br />I overheard Simon telling someone , "Once you learn how to read you will love it. "<br /><br /><span class="_5yl5"><span>Me: "Oliver has glitter on his head. Where did that come from? "
Simon: "Maybe you accidentally ate some glitter when you were pregnant. You know, what you eat he eats when you're pregnant. "<br /><br /></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-46436503642166042762016-02-14T19:09:00.000-08:002016-02-14T19:09:05.595-08:00Stress EaterSimon: "Oli- Dad, I almost called you Oliver!"<br />Jeff, pretending to be offended: "Hey, I <i>made</i> Oliver!"<br />Simon, pointing to his stomach: "Actually, Mom did."<br />Jeff: "I helped! Oliver is part Mom and part me."<br />Simon: "Just like me! So, technically , I helped too."<br /><br />Simon : "Mom, I saw a book in your room that would be great since we're learning about Germany! "<br /> Me: "What book? "<br /> Simon : "Irish Fairy and Folk Tales."<br /><br />Jeff had been singing "The Wheels On The Bus" for quite a while, in an
attempt to keep Oliver calm. After fifteen or so verses, he ran out of
things on the bus, so he asked Simon to sing a verse. Simon promptly
sang, "The Stan Lee on the bus says "Excelsior" all through the town"."
He's definitely a nerd.<br /><br />Simon, sounding exasperated : "It's hard to be the man of the hour if you have to go to bed at eight o'clock at night. "<br /><br />
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Simon: "I want to squoosh Oliver's baby chub so badly!"<br /><br />Simon just said, "To quote myself ". Ha ha ha!<br /><br />
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Simon
is Mr. Questions today. These are just a few: "Who was the first
scientist", "Why do saltines have little holes in them?", "Will Oliver
forget if I'm a bad example since he's so little? ", "Who invented the
maze?", and my personal favorite, "Can Oliver fart so hard that he'll
blow a hole in his pants? ".<br /><br />Simon, looking at a book I have, asked, "Did you get this in 2014?"<br />
When I answered that I possibly got it then ( I am not sure exactly
since books tend to follow me home. At least, that's my excuse ), he
excitedly said, "It's two years old! It's a relic!"<br /><br />Simon : "Oliver is a stress eater. It's not healthy. "<br /><br />
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Simon : "If I ever get a pet fish, the name "Sushi" comes to mind. "</div>
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Me: "Simon, stop hanging out on my bed in your underwear. You look like you're trying to be a Calvin Klein model."<br /> Simon : "Is that a person who takes too many before and after selfies?"</div>
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Simon asked if there is a disease that makes your eyelashes grow too
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Simon,singing to the tune of "Jingle Bells": "Jango Bells, Jango
Bells,Jango all the way, oh what fun it is to ride in a Mandalorian
sleigh!"<br />
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Simon went to a cousins gift exchange party. They had a real Christmas tree up, instead of an artificial one. Simon exclaimed, "Their tree is all-natural!"<br />
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Simon: "I don't like Frosty the Snowman! I'm happy he melted."<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-22931929650398696122015-12-29T07:47:00.001-08:002015-12-29T07:47:56.157-08:00Food CriticSimon, talking about decorating for Christmas (after Thanksgiving is over) : "Is our tree fake or organic? "<br /><br />A while ago, Simon learned what diabetes is. Since then, he's been
concerned that he has it. He's also thought he had appendicitis. The
other, day Simon asked what food poisoning is. I was vague
(understandably, considering his recent run of health related fears).
After I told him, this conversation ensued: <br /> Simon : "Can you get
food poisoning from fruit candies? " , which is what he calls fruit
snacks. He was eating them at the time. <br /> Me: No, you don't have food poisoni<span class="text_exposed_show">ng. You're a little hypochondriac. "<br /> Simon : "What's that? "<br />
Me: "Someone who thinks they have whatever anyone else has, whether
they do or not. " Not the most accurate definition, I know. <br /> Simon : "Oh. Is it contagious? "<br /></span><br />Simon : "Oliver likes to eat so much I bet he's going to be a food critic when he grows up."<br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-46527623312219978112015-12-29T07:34:00.001-08:002015-12-29T07:34:23.978-08:00Little CrumbSimon told me, "I'm trying to eat healthy. You know, not as much sugar because of that diabetes thing. "<br />
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<br />Simon, after noticing Oliver looking at the light: "You know, light can be pretty mesmerizing. "<br /><br />Simon: "Do you know how Ryland and I joke with each other? I tell a
joke and Ryland doesn't respond. Ryland tells a joke and I don't
respond. We don't understand each others' jokes, so we don't laugh.
That's our thing. "<br /><br />Simon: "Do you know how Ryland and I joke with each other? I tell a
joke and Ryland doesn't respond. Ryland tells a joke and I don't
respond. We don't understand each others' jokes, so we don't laugh.
That's our thing. "<br /><br />Simon: "Do you know how Ryland and I joke with each other? I tell a
joke and Ryland doesn't respond. Ryland tells a joke and I don't
respond. We don't understand each others' jokes, so we don't laugh.
That's our thing. "<br /><br />Simon: "Do you know how Ryland and I joke with each other? I tell a
joke and Ryland doesn't respond. Ryland tells a joke and I don't
respond. We don't understand each others' jokes, so we don't laugh.
That's our thing. "<br /><br />Simon: "Do you know how Ryland and I joke with each other? I tell a
joke and Ryland doesn't respond. Ryland tells a joke and I don't
respond. We don't understand each others' jokes, so we don't laugh.
That's our thing. "<br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-69572360449257206292015-12-29T07:29:00.001-08:002015-12-29T07:29:46.212-08:00Unearthly<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Jay from Lego Ninjago! Happy Halloween!<br /><br />Simon said excitedly, "I just gave Oliver his pacifier and he's sucking vigorously! "<br /><br />Simon: "Can you come check my room? I heard a noise even though my light is on. "<br /> Me : "It was probably a nut or something falling on the roof."<br /> Simon: "The noise was way too unearthly for that. "<br /><br /><br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-67772464819649186672015-12-29T07:24:00.002-08:002015-12-29T07:24:47.006-08:00Simon is a big brother!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Simon watched Space Jam yesterday which inspired him to practice his
basketball moves by chucking a ball at an imaginary hoop. This hoop
looked an awful lot like my face.<br /><br />
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<br /><br />Simon: "When am I getting an x-ray?"<br /> Me: "If we are ever concerned that you've broken a bone, you'd get one then. "<br /> Simon: "That shot really hurt. I think the needle might have poked my bone. I think I need an x-ray. "<br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2063341968603767914.post-60308963718564994432015-10-16T06:44:00.001-07:002015-10-16T06:44:34.468-07:00Contracticals<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />Simon: "Can today be Crazy Hair Day? I mean, we are learning about Einstein. "<br /> Of all his excuses to not brush his hair, this is one of the more creative ones.<br /><br />Simon was rubbing my stomach yesterday, and talking to Oliver. All of a sudden, he stopped and kind of gently poked my stomach. He explained that he couldn't rub my stomach too much or it might catch on fire. Silly boy!<br /><br />Simon: "I've got the hiccups, you're pregnant. .. we're all broken. "<br /><br />Simon: "I want to homeschool through college. Is that allowed? I just like
homeschool better. It's fun. Plus, cafeteria food is terrible. It
tastes like airline food."<br /> Me: "You've never eaten airline food! "<br /> Simon: "I know, but I heard it's terrible. "<br /><br />Simon: "Was I destined to be a thinker? "<br /><br />Simon: "My new thing is saying "Whatev" instead of "whatever"."<br /> Me: "Where did you get that? "<br /> Simon: "Nowhere. I'm just lazy. It's my thing. "<br /> Well, that's going to drive me nuts.<br /><br />Simon: "Is Oliver giving you more contracticals?"<br /><br />Yesterday Jeff was playing Legos with Simon. Simon asked if Jeff liked
his creation. When Jeff said yes, Simon said, "Good! Your approval
is what I was going for. "<br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0