Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Boys and Girls jobs

D and I were driving in the car.
D: "Mom, why do boys do all the work and girls sit?"
Mom: "Mommy does alot of work, maybe you just don't see her working."
D: "No, my friend told me that boys do all the work and girls lie down." (Obviously gospel doctrine when it comes from another 5 year old.)
Mom: "Mommies take care of kids and homes and Daddies work to pay for the things we need." (Shameless plug for the Proclamation On The Family).
Mom: "D, if I weren't here...who would clean the house and cook the food?"
D: shaking his head like I'm stupid, "Dad, he does it anyways." (OK, I hate to cook and Les loves to, I live it up on the weekend with that luxury).
Mom: "OK, who would get you to school on time?"
D: "Grandma, she is an Old Mom, she could probably do it." (SIDENOTE: Totally sharing that with Grandma H:)

Time lapse, more conversation blah blah blah...

Mom: trying to make a point about how hard mom's work, "Like for instance Mrs. Ewing (D's kindergarten teacher) she is a special mom because she teaches school."
D: laughing, "She doesn't work! She's still in school!" (Totally sharing that with the kindergarten teacher.)

His world is little and he is funny. He thinks Mommy is lying around eating peeled grapes, Grandma is an Old Mom looking for a project and Poor Mrs. Ewing can't seem to pass Kindergarten.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

New Favorite Carsonism

Last week I went to wake up the boys. (I try to be a lot more tender than my Mom growing up..."Get up here now or you won't eat breakfast.") Anyways, I was rubbing C's back and telling him it was time to get up when I noticed that he had a used bandaid mounted on his wall with two pushpins. (Side note: does not even occur to me that he has a USED BANDAID MOUNTED TO HIS WALL WITH TWO PUSHPINS, and that is gross or even unusual. Must be numb to some behavior)

Me, "Honey, why to you have a bandaid on the wall?"
C: "Oh, I hurt my foot with the new napkin holder G made in scouts. " (That's a whole different post)
Me: "Why don't you just throw away the bandaid?"
C: Suddenly alert, "No, I need to keep it so that I remember what happened and to remind G."

Lessons learned from this exchange:
1. We are not a forgiving people at our house.
2. Even the unsuspecting and dare I say, innocent, will be held accountable for pain.
3. We should perhaps look into different ways to decorate. The current way is pretty gross.