Twinkle little stars

Simon was watching America's Funniest Videos. A man was about to crash his bike, which usually happens at least once in every episode. Simon yelled, "That's not safe driving! Watch out how you drive!"

Simon looked up at the sky last night and said, "Look. Twinkle little stars!"

I told Simon that's he has a dentist appointment and he yelled, "Hurray!"
How often does that happen when someone hears the word 'dentist'?

Right after Jeff got out of the shower, Simon told him that he smells stinky (he doesn't of course). Jeff asked where he'd gotten that idea and Simon said, "It's a thought that I'm thinking." Poor Jeff.

Have a great day!

Good Morning! I hope you all enjoyed your Saturday.

Simon: "You're not gown up yet, you're still a mom."
Peter Pan isn't the only one who will never grow up.

Simon was Robin yesterday. He informed me that I was Batman (he switched to Jeff being Batman later and I got demoted to Batwing). He wanted to teach me a "Robin dance" dance because "It might come in handy!"

We watched Hairspray yesterday, so I took the opportunity to explain the word 'equality' to Simon. I told him the God loves us whether our skin is black or white. He examined his arm for a minute, then said, "Actually, my skin is a little pink."

Simon: "I'm the expert all about everything."

Simon invented a new villain: Sludge Man, who makes sludge!
I love how creative he is!

I took him out to blow bubbles yesterday. He stuck a couple of his bubble wands together and blew into one to make a bubble come out the other. I was really surprised that it worked. He looked a little bit like the caterpillar blowing smoke rings in the animated Alice in Wonderland movie. Here are some pictures:

"Do you like my head?"

We were running an errand yesterday. Simon looked out his car window and said, "If you look out my left window you'll see a semi-truck!" He sounded just like a tour guide.

I was trying to make sure Simon stayed hydrated yesterday (too much time running around in the sun, not enough liquid can cause a big problem) so I made a "glowing" drink (a pink glowstick in the bottom of a mug, a clear cup with water or any pale liquid nestled in the mug so that the glowstick shines through the clear glass and makes the drink "glow"). Simon was guzzling it down and I was congratulating myself until he said, "I love my poison!"

Simon: "I'm Super Grappling Hook Mascot Boy!"

Simon came running into the room and said angrily, "My mean strong bones!"
Me: "Why are your bones mean?"
Simon: "'Cause they made me bonk my knee!"

Simon: "Do you like my head?:
Me: (What?) "Sure. It's a nice shape." What do I say to that question?
Simon: "No! I mean do you like the thoughts in my head?"
Me: "Oh! Yes, I do. You're very smart and creative."


Have a great day!

Jumping on the neighbors

Simon saw a bug this morning. Having seen me "take care" of a bug before, he grabbed my shoe and slammed it down on the bug. Then he picked the shoe up, looked, and said, "Oh no! I smushed my buggy friend! Please forgive me!"

Jeff: "I wonder if mixing coffee and ovaltine would taste good?"
Simon: "It's worse a try!"
I think he meant "it's worth a try".

Every morning we wave to Jeff as he leaves for work. Simon always yells something (that Jeff can't hear, since we're waving out the window), usually a thank-you for whatever toy he's playing with at the moment. Yesterday, he shook things up a bit: "I hope you drive safe! Thanks for having Uncle Ryan come over!"

Simon decided to try jump roping in the house. When I told him not to, he said, "I won't jump on the neighbors. Promise!"
Guess who hears the phrase "We've got neighbors" at least one a week?

Simon: "I have a germ on my stomach?"
Me: "Just one germ? On your stomach?"
Simon: "Yes."
Me: "Well, you're getting a bath. That germ will come right off."
Simon: "Thank goodness! I was getting worried."

Simon practices writing his letters

                                                 Simon practices tracing letters for the first time

                                     Simon's first attempt. He's going to need some practice, of course.

                                  This is what happens when Jeff "helps" Simon "write his letters". Uh, Jeff?

Spacey Chicken

Good Morning! Some of these are from yesterday.

Simon: "My show was on and you were psycho."
Me: "I was psycho?" I would have raised my eyebrow if I could do that.
Simon: "It was just a joke."

Simon: "Good morning!"
Me: "Did you have a good nap?"
Simon: "I did. I actually slept! Did you hear me sleeping?"

Jeff was helping Simon practice writing yesterday. He's still in the letter-tracing stage. Jeff asked Simon what he wanted to write and Simon answered, "Let's write 'Optimus Prime'!" He is such a boy.

Simon: "Thanks for making chicken that's fresh and not spacey."
Me: "Do you mean spicy?"
Simon: "Yup".

Me: "How are you doing?"
Simon: "I'm doing yes and no."
Hehehe.

Simon: "I didn't get enough sleep last night, so I might be kind of grumpy."
Thanks for the warning!

Technically...

We've had a family in town for the past six days. It's been a fun, busy week.
We all went to the zoo on Wednesday. Here are some zoo-related Simon-isms:

Me: "Did you have fun at the zoo yesterday?"
Simon: "Yesterday was kind of rough, then good."
Me: "Oh. What was rough about it?"
Simon: "When that bird wouldn't hold still so Dad could take a picture of it."
Me: "What was good?"
Simon: "When it held still."

Me: "What did you see at the zoo?"
Simon: "A diplodocus."

Simon had a bird relieve itself on his hat while we were at the zoo. It didn't mar the day at all, but Simon did tell me today that the bird that pooped on his hat was a hawk.

I took Simon in a bathroom that had an automatic towel dispenser. Simon's reaction to that was, "That's just wrong!"

The rearview mirror in our car has a little display on it that shows which direction we're driving (i.e. "e" for east). Jeff explained that to Simon. As we were driving to the store today, Simon said, "E is for east. S is for south."
Jeff: "Do you know what 'n' is for?"
Simon: "North Carolina!"

Simon: "Technically, I don't actually need a nap."