As most of you probably know, or can surmise, based off the photo of my oldest son, A, he is in Kindergarten. He had a little experience a few weeks ago that he told me about that surprised me a little. And in all honesty, it shouldn't have. Like any other day, I drove up and collected him from school and proceeded to ask him about his day and what he learned. Usually he tells me something irritating like, "I jus' forgot Mom." But on this particular day he told me something that had bothered him.
A's class occasionally goes outside of his Kindergarten classroom to the school gym and I am assuming to other areas of his Elementary school. On this special day, they did just that, went to the gym. His teacher has them walk in a line passed the other students and classrooms, meaning, naturally they would pass other teachers and other students varying in age. It just so happened that one of these other students made a comment about A's class, "Awwww, they're just so cute! Look how little they are!" A, highly irritated by this, remembered the incident and then in the car told me this person was not being very nice, "I'm not a little person Mom. I'm jus' a medium one."
I agreed with him about being a medium a person, but tried to explain to him that the girl that said that about him was not trying to be mean. She just thought his class was cute. I don't think he really approved of my answer. He just kept reminding me that he was, "medium," not small.
SO, let this be a lesson to people who have children 4 and older-- they HEAR what you're saying and it DOES affect them. So please be careful of what you say because they are trying hard to fit in and figure out what they are. Yes, even 4 and 5 year olds have little emotional issues. But don't tell them their emotions are little. They're just medium.
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Quotable boys
~Can't remember if I shared this one yet or not: A stole something from the store yesterday... so I get to go with him to return it later today. When I told him he was in trouble, he asked, "You're not going to call the police are you??" And before I could say anything, E looks forlornly at him and says, "Yeah, she is."
~October 29th, 2013
Our littlest boy hasn't been on here yet. And he's pretty cute. So he get's a spot. A.M is still drinking out of a bottle. He's 13-months-old and still attached to the things. I went into the kitchen to give him some milk since he was all sorts of annoyed at me. When I gave him his bottle, he grabbed it, and walked out the the kitchen, laughing triumphantly like some evil little elf that had just pulled one over on someone. :)
~October 2013
E rubbed toothpaste all over my just cleaned bathroom counter tonight. We'll forget right now that this means most of his teeth did not get cleaned, because all of the toothpaste was on my counter. I was pretty ticked and feeling fairly justified in my anger since he does this ALL the time. I snapped at him to clean it up and to not rub toothpaste all over my house! (yes I have found it rubbed on my walls before.) He yells back at me: This is not your house! Everything belongs to Jesus!
Papa K and my cute oldest boy, A and cute middle son E went shopping while he was watching them for us. Each got to push their own little shopping cart. A was the only one with something in his cart, milk. Both boys, being my kids of course, were running all over the grocery story. So Papa asked them to slow down. A says to Papa, "I know, if I go too fast, I'll turn the milk to butter."
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