Tuesday, March 5, 2013

J, J and more J


J would like you to know that when you are outside you should always watch out for Komodo Dragons. 
It's VERY important. If you see one, you should run. 
And then go back to your house and get in your vehicle and drive far away from it. :)
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J is good to have around. Every time he asks me a question and he likes the answer, or thinks I'm right 
(this happens often still - he's 4) he gets so excited. "Mom, you are correct! Great job!! 
YOU ARE THE WINNER TODAY!"
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I told the boys we are not going to yell "KILL! KILL! KILL!" as we play in this house. 
So now they are yelling, "DEFEAT! DEFEAT! DEFEAT!" 
as they wield their "mechanical swords and weapons" against the bad guys.
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In J's world, everyone has royal titles. He likes to tell stories a lot. 
 His cousin A is the "Queen of the Candy Cane Land" and her little brother O is the "Baby King of the Trees". (J was the Captain Ninja Secret Agent Spy Knight, which is obvious because he has a hook.)
 A & O braided him ropes so he could slide on the ropes with his hook and swing from one ship to the other after he got "all the bad guys on the bad ship". Their best friend was WARRIOR Sammy (his uncle) who had a pet pterodactyl. They could jump off VERY high things and then Warrior Sammy's pterodactyl would grab them BEFORE they got hurt and they would land on the ground and then they sat on his back and could fly away into "the space sky". One time they all went on an adventure and it took them to the forest where Auntie R lived (super funny, because is real life this auntie strongly dislikes nature) 
and they asked her PLEASE and pretty please if theycould have a chocolate AND a candy cane. 
She said yes, because even captains and kings and WARRIORS and queens had good manners.
He kept going off on tangents, and then he'd realize he was way off the story, so he'd say, 
"Okay, Mom. Can I get back to the story now?" Yes, yes you can, son. :)
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J (as he comes out of his room all bleary-eyed and rumply from his bed at 6 am): 
 "Mom, can I have some snuggles and ask you a few questions?" 
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J was talking in VERY LOUD jibberish in the car on the way home from Auntie R's the other night. Someone (it might have been his mother) told him we couldn't understand him and asked him to speak in English. His response? "It is! It's just OLD English." And then he got perturbed that we laughed. 
Sorry, kid. Unfortunately, you are funny.
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J informed us tonight that we are missing VERY important items in this house: 
"WASHING HANDS SIGNS". 
He was very concerned that we didn't have them, so he is currently remedying the situation. 
If you come here and see signs taped by the sinks in our kitchen and bathrooms 
you will now know what they mean. 
Please do what they say. :)
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J: "Dear Jesus, please help me be a good friend. Dear Jesus, how do I be good? Amen".
J (in a different voice): "Just be good and listen."
J (back in his regular voice): "HEY MOM! JESUS GAVE ME THE ANSWER!!"
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A brief glimpse of the things I see at my house frequently: 
 J wearing a shield as a chest plate and carrying a sword, 
chasing Auntie R who is wearing a cape and a red rope 70's style headband, 
followed by B who is teetering around carrying a DQ blizzard, wearing a newsboy hat, 
her Cat in the Hat capri PJs and 4 inch heels from the dress up bin. 
 Can't remember the story line that accompanied the scene, but it was funny.
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J had some separation anxiety this year. We read the book "The Kissing Hand" and when he leaves for school each day I draw a kiss in sharpie on each of our palms (mine looks like a heart on his palm, and his looks like a star on mine) and we load them up with "millions of mooches" before he leaves for school. 
 He told me the other day when he gets lonely and misses me,
"I put mine hand on mine face and I can feel your love all the way down in my heart." 
 *melt* 
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J just used the word pernicious correctly. I think he watches too many dinosaur documentaries.
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