Yesterday in the car I was arguing with Camden (go figure). I said (in a nice quiet voice) "Camden! Do you hear me?!" He replied, "yes, do you hear me?"...
Kellan had a stuffed puppy that he just loved. It was a last minute check out pick up and he fell in love. He couldn't sleep, eat, poop without Puppy. We suddenly lost Puppy and braced ourselves for Kellan's rage. He didn't say a word or seem to care at all. We were shocked, but didn't bring it up to him, of course. About a year and a half later (which was last night), Kellan came to me with his earnest hoarse voice and said, "Puppy is sleeping in Heaven with Mitzie". I told him Mitzie is so happy you let her have puppy. He kind of looked at me like, "Oh crap, I did something nice?!" and ran off to drip his Otter Pop Popsicle all over my clean kitchen floor...
Camden's been moved up from Goldfish to Jellyfish at Hubbard, so now the boys have swim class on different days. For some reason, Camden could not stand the fact that Kellan was going to play on the play house there with his socks on, while Camden swam. The WHOLE way to school, Camden tried everything to convince and scare Kellan into the fact that he couldn't play on the play gym with his socks on. (Once again, I have no idea why this bothered Camden so much- he's the one that got to go swimming that night). Kellan, of course, then wanted to make sure to let Camden know he was going to keep his socks on. Finally, peeved, Camden tried to sell me. He said (verbatim) "Mom, there's a sign at the playground that only Dad's and kids can see. Not Mom's. It says no childs can play if they have their socks on". I didn't even bother trying to think of a response. By the time we got to swim school, Camden graciously told Kellan he could leave his socks on to play. Kellan purposefully sat down and slowly pulled off each sock. I don't know which boy won, but I feel like I lost for sure.
Thanks to the iPad's from Great Grand "Uncle Paul", the boys have been watching a ton of educational shows and games. Kellan's really in to pointing out patterns. 'Bell, bell, Santa. Bell, bell, Santa! That's a pattern, Mom!" Then he frowned and said, "my name is not a pattern, but there is a K in it". Hey- at least he has that down.
I guess my job title should be "servant", and not "mother". Camden asked me for a juice box. I'll admit I was looking at my phone, and didn't get up right away to serve "his highness". Camden looked at me and said "no buts, Mom. I asked you for a juice box". Guess who went to his room without a juice box?...
I don't even want to type this, but I do want to make sure I have plenty of ammo against my children for when the become teenagers. Kellan was watching his iPad when he suddenly had to go potty really badly. He went to the bathroom, he propped up his iPad (because God forbid he turn his eyes away for a minute) and pulled down his pants to go pee. He must have been so engrossed in Umizoomi, that he forgot he was posed to pee only, and proceeded to poop on the bathroom rug. Done with this reenactment...
Camden was asking me questions, I think about snakes and bugs, I can't exactly remember now. I made sure to reiterate that if he ever saw a scorpion, snake or unfamiliar bug, he should stay away and get an adult immediately. He definitely knows this because school has drilled the into the boys' head's since day 1. Camden's eyes got wider and wider as I spoke. (Seems impossible, right?). Then he said to me, "I have to tell Kellan. He doesn't know any of this!"
I asked Camden what he did with Nana today. He sighed and said "it's a long story..." I don't know what to make of that. I know Nana sure wears them out though!
Only Camden. We were sitting down as a family at dinner at Grammy and Granfy's. As everyone was gathering around the table, Camden yelled "Oh no! There aren't enough chairs for everyone!"
Great Aunt Ann and Uncle George were in town from Minnesota and came to visit us. They brought the boys toys, as usual :), and the guys were so excited and busily playing the whole time we visited with Ann and George. After they had left and the door was closed, Camden said "that was so nice of them to bring us a gift!" Kid, why can't you say this stuff in front of our guests instead of after they leave. Then people might think our kids are polite.
Camden ran in the bathroom while I was getting ready, and said "Mom! I want to have just a ball with you today!" I turned around and hugged him and said "Aw! Let's have a great fun day!" He backed away quickly with a frowny face and said "I don't want to see your boobs though!" I forgot I hadn't quite gotten dressed yet... Whoops...
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