16 October 2010

today's soundbites

aidan:  "why do chickens sit on eggs?"

me:  "why?"

aidan: "Because they don't have chairs!"

(in the car after filling up the tank, going through the car wash and lunch)



aidan:  "i love hot chocolate. but not too hot. i only like hot water in the shower. i like my hot chocolate warm, not hot. i like to drink hot chocolate when it's cold outside... i want chocolate milk at our house..."

(aidan was so excited about the idea of hot chocolate that paul couldn't get a word in edgewise about how he'd get the hot chocolate tomorrow on their way to uncle scott's house in the morning.)


aidan: "i can't wait for M to see my super why costume. she is going to be jealous!"

(M is a girl in aidan's preschool room. i think she is his first crush. one week she's his 'friend' and the next he's not. already playing with his little heart. grr...)

14 October 2010

being a good sport

the other day, aidan said, "mama, i want you to come downstairs and play mario kart with me!"

aidan is 4 and a half years old. when he has good behavior at school and uses his "listening ears," we allow him to play on the wii before dinner. he usually plays be himself, so this was an unusual request.

all his days of playing and all my days of not playing (where the heck did some of these races come from) quickly got me my first defeat. the kid beat me on the first race! 


and oh man-- the trash talk!


"mama, why are you so far behind?"
"i beat you, i beat you... nyah nyah nyah!"
"oh yeah! oh yeah! [with victory dance]


since i'm the adult, i have to set an example. so i say, "aidan, that's not nice. you have to be a good sport!" 


then i won a race and man, was he MAD!


"I don't want you to win , mama" and then he pinched me. 


to which i replied, "aidan, maybe we shouldn't let you play anymore because you aren't being a good sport."


"i am a good sport, mama! i want to play mario kart!"


his behavior got much better after that.


the next morning, after aidan went potty, he came up to me and said, "mama, i'm sorry i pinched you and was a bad sport when we played mario kart yesterday."  then he hugged me. (paul didn't even know that happened, so he wasn't coached or anything!)


it was a proud mama moment, for sure.

12 February 2010

mama gets the stinkeye

when we dropped aidan off today, he was a little clingy. he had a rough morning. perhaps he sensed that mama and daddy had the day off from work today so why the heck did he have to go to school? oh well, he has lots of valentine's day partying today.

i went rogue on the routine today. our streak of non-eventual happy drop-offs is over.

Z, a little girl that has a crush on aidan, took my hands so we did a little twirl around. then another girl wanted to join in. and another. and then one of the boys. in minutes, i was holding hands with 10 kids and joined the teacher for an impromptu ring around the rosy. we ended up on the floor in the shape of a heart!

aidan would have none of it. he stood there, arms crossed, and gave me the royal stinkeye.

what was i supposed to do? pull my hands away and say, "eww.. sorry! my hands are only for aidan you little hooligans!"

oh, well. i'm sure he's fine now, playing with his buddies. :)

11 February 2010

in his own words

since it has been many months since i last posted and so much to share, i think it best to use aidan's words to help describe how aidan has grown lately. or, more accurately, since my last post. i can't believe he's turning 4 next month! gah!


"mama, i want you to do all my things."

the "things" aidan is referring to is his list of to-dos for me. basically, he lists out all of the things i already do after i get him to bed and finally go to sleep myself. it's part of the bedtime routine-- he won't be staying in bed until he tells you his things. this is how it goes," i want you to brush your teeth, go potty, go downstairs, work on the computer, watch tv, turn out the lights and go to bed."

in the morning, he comes to my side of the bed and says, "mama, i want you to do my things, please." those things are, "i want you to put your clothes on, go potty, put on your glasses, come to my room, sit on my sofa and talk and then go downstairs and watch my shows."

the latest addition to the night time routine is his insistance on counting the speakers in the living room and picking up his toys. this is after he's been tucked in but before he's told us his "things." (Once he tells you his "things," it's the light at the end of the tunnel.

"and, i think that's all i got" or "and that's all i got"

this is what he says every night after he tells you his "things." Once you hear this, he's pulling up the covers to his chin and saying "good night, mama. don't forget to do my things! have a good sleep!"


"you're right mama, you're right"

usually said after i say something ordinary, like, 'we need to peel the orange because the skin is yucky." sometimes daddy gets a shout out too.


"i already took a shower. right now! yesterday!"

aidan is still working on his choice of words to communicate the past and present. yesterday could actually be months ago. or tomorrow.


"daddy, i want you to play a game with me and then we'll watch one show. mama will do the dishes."

ever the negotiator, instead of watching two recorded shows before bed, he'll instead want to play mario galaxy or his trains-- but with one show. and since mama is not as good at playing as daddy, she doesn't mind doing the dishes. :)


"i don't like this shirt! i don't like these socks!"
he's developed a distaste for hoodies and shirts with zippers. and, he's picky about his socks. who knew?


"daddy, i want you to pick me up and carry me like the garbage."
after aidan takes a shower in the morning, paul wraps him up in a big towel. aidan likes to lay down on the floor all snuggled up until paul picks him up by the towel ends and twirls him around and then, like the garbage, carries aidan in this towel "bag" to the bedroom to get him dressed.

the rest of these quotes speak for themselves:

"see that yellow M? that's mcdonalds! i like their cheeseburger!"

"is daddy's foot all better? Is he playing hockey tonight?"

"i don't want to wear my jacket. i want to get sick!"

"i don't want to wash my hands. i want germs!"


ah, out of the mouths of babes. can't wait to hear what's next.