Sarah has been SO into drawing lately and she is really getting better.
Yesterday she drew a great picture (for a 4 year old) of the cats. They have fur, whiskers, fangs, claws (and big smiles). I asked her where the tails are..she turned the paper over and had drawn them on the back *giggle*
Thursdays she has show and tell. She brought a tennis ball. Oookay but whatever. In the car we had this discussion:
Sarah: My tennis ball eats tika birds (I have no idea what a tika bird is).
Me: Oh that's sad for the poor tika birds
Sarah: Well they aren't alive!
Me: Oh what happened?
Sarah: They don't live very long. That's just the way it works!
Me: I see. Where does the tennis ball get tika birds?
Sarah: Well they come from far away - and you need wings like a pegasus to get to them!
Me: So the tennis ball can fly?
Sarah: No. Tennis balls can't fly! ...I don't know how he gets them.
Me: Okay.
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19 September 2008
07 September 2008- Literal Wombat
I love how little kids are ridiculously literal and don't get pop cultural references.
Robert (being silly of course): Talk to the hand!
Sarah: Hi hand!
Robert (being silly of course): Talk to the hand!
Sarah: Hi hand!
30 August 2008- Innocent Wombat
Yesterday morning in the car on the way to Sarah's school, Sarah suddenly said "There's a yellow license plate! That's silly! You can't have a yellow license plate!" I responded, "Of course you can. I think that one is from New Jersey. Every state has their own plate! I think ours is white with blue or red lettering, I can't remember." Sarah asks, "Can we check?" So I agreed when we got to school we'd check.
At school.
Me: See! There's our license plate. It's white with red lettering.
Sarah: *touches the blue grass and airplane pattern in the background*.."ooooh...*then concerned* Mommy, I wasn't the one who colored on it!"
At school.
Me: See! There's our license plate. It's white with red lettering.
Sarah: *touches the blue grass and airplane pattern in the background*.."ooooh...*then concerned* Mommy, I wasn't the one who colored on it!"
29 August 2008- Negotiations Wombat
In which my daughter learns the value of negotiations...
Robert: Sarah, it's time to get up!
Sarah: If you let me sleep in today, I'll let you sleep in tomorrow!
Robert: Sarah, it's time to get up!
Sarah: If you let me sleep in today, I'll let you sleep in tomorrow!
23 August 2008- Logical Wombat
I love child logic.
Sarah has an Elmo plushie with a backpack which has a zipper and can have things put in it.
Sarah: I am putting Elmo's toys in his backpack.
Me: Oh? Which ones are his toys?
Sarah: *annoyed* The ones in his backpack.
Sarah has an Elmo plushie with a backpack which has a zipper and can have things put in it.
Sarah: I am putting Elmo's toys in his backpack.
Me: Oh? Which ones are his toys?
Sarah: *annoyed* The ones in his backpack.
19 August 2008- Life, The Universe and Wombat
Sarah seems to really have an interesting connection with nature, the planet, and the way things work.
"Look! I can see the moon during the day! What a nice gift!"
This morning in the car: "Mommy, look at the invisible moon!"
About getting bit by fire ants yesterday "They weren't being mean, I just fell on their house."
In the meat department at the grocery store "Hello cows! mooo! Hello pigs! oink oink!"
"Look! I can see the moon during the day! What a nice gift!"
This morning in the car: "Mommy, look at the invisible moon!"
About getting bit by fire ants yesterday "They weren't being mean, I just fell on their house."
In the meat department at the grocery store "Hello cows! mooo! Hello pigs! oink oink!"
06 August 2008- Reverse Wombat
The other day I bought Sarah chewable vitamins. When I got home R and I realized, 4 yr olds today have NO idea who the Flintstones are.
Sarah and I have a little joke now when I drop her off at school. She says "Have a nice day at school, Mommy!" and I say "Have a nice day at work, Sarah!" She thinks this is hilarious.
Sarah and I have a little joke now when I drop her off at school. She says "Have a nice day at school, Mommy!" and I say "Have a nice day at work, Sarah!" She thinks this is hilarious.
03 August 2008- Truthful Wombat
Sarah: I'm drawing a monster. But he's a nice monster.
Robert: Is he a Daddy monster?
Sarah: No! I said he was a NICE monster.
Robert: Is he a Daddy monster?
Sarah: No! I said he was a NICE monster.
02 August 2008- Disappointed Wombat
Back story: Robert is a bit dismayed lately that Sarah has shown such preference for my car since it's new and shiny and well his is...not. Yesterday he showed her the lift up arm rest in the back and told her it was a "secret compartment".
Today:
Sarah: Mommy! Did you know that Daddy's car has a secret compartment???
Me: It's not a secret if you tell people, silly.
Sarah: *looks like I kicked a puppy*
Sarah: *turns to Robert completely serious*...it's not a secret any more.
Today:
Sarah: Mommy! Did you know that Daddy's car has a secret compartment???
Me: It's not a secret if you tell people, silly.
Sarah: *looks like I kicked a puppy*
Sarah: *turns to Robert completely serious*...it's not a secret any more.
27 July 2008- Catchup Wombats
While I was getting ready to go to Finland:
Me: I'm going to miss you so much, Sarah.
Sarah: I'm not going to miss you.
Me: *hurt* you aren't?
Sarah: Nope. I know you're coming back!
Later on that day she had to endure me giving her about a million hugs and kisses because I told her I had to "stock up"... Nothing odd, right?
A few days later from Finland I Skype Robert and he tells me that Sarah said she's "starting to miss mommy because she probably has used up all her hugs by now."
Last night at hhgregg we were looking at clothes washers/dryers. Sarah tried to open one of those huge front loader washers. She pulls on it for a minute and then stops, sighs and says "I guess I need to eat more vegetables!"
Me: I'm going to miss you so much, Sarah.
Sarah: I'm not going to miss you.
Me: *hurt* you aren't?
Sarah: Nope. I know you're coming back!
Later on that day she had to endure me giving her about a million hugs and kisses because I told her I had to "stock up"... Nothing odd, right?
A few days later from Finland I Skype Robert and he tells me that Sarah said she's "starting to miss mommy because she probably has used up all her hugs by now."
Last night at hhgregg we were looking at clothes washers/dryers. Sarah tried to open one of those huge front loader washers. She pulls on it for a minute and then stops, sighs and says "I guess I need to eat more vegetables!"
05 July 2008- Exhausting Wombat
You know you're a parent when...
...you find yourself saying "I'm sorry sweetie, but Mommy's too tired to explode."
...you find yourself saying "I'm sorry sweetie, but Mommy's too tired to explode."
30 June 2008- Teacher Wombat
18 June 2008- Birthday Wombat!
Happy Birthday to my dear Sarah!!! She is 4 today.
Relatively good mood from her this morning. She wanted cereal but she didn't eat much. I got the chewable multi into her at least. She gets a party at school (I will pick up her cake midday today) and then tonight we are going to the mall with her for dinner and to buy her something from the Sanrio store (her request).
then home for her to see the huge pile of pressies her relatives have sent :) I can't wait.
Okay on with today's story entitled: "Kids remember what you say about them."
The setting: In the car while driving her to school.
Sarah: Mommy, we're going to the beach tomorrow?
Me: No sweetie, we're going on Friday
Sarah: Why?
Me: Because tomorrow we have school, work and other stuff to do.
Sarah: Oh. But they have toys at the beach!
Me: We will bring toys.
Sarah: Why?
Me: Because they don't have toys at the beach. We will bring some.
Sarah: We don't have beach toys.
Me: I will buy some
Sarah: Why?
Me:...*circular conversation is circular*...Why do you ask so many questions?
Sarah: Because I don't have buttons.
Me: You don't have buttons?
Sarah: I don't have buttons to turn me off!
Me: *dies*
Relatively good mood from her this morning. She wanted cereal but she didn't eat much. I got the chewable multi into her at least. She gets a party at school (I will pick up her cake midday today) and then tonight we are going to the mall with her for dinner and to buy her something from the Sanrio store (her request).
then home for her to see the huge pile of pressies her relatives have sent :) I can't wait.
Okay on with today's story entitled: "Kids remember what you say about them."
The setting: In the car while driving her to school.
Sarah: Mommy, we're going to the beach tomorrow?
Me: No sweetie, we're going on Friday
Sarah: Why?
Me: Because tomorrow we have school, work and other stuff to do.
Sarah: Oh. But they have toys at the beach!
Me: We will bring toys.
Sarah: Why?
Me: Because they don't have toys at the beach. We will bring some.
Sarah: We don't have beach toys.
Me: I will buy some
Sarah: Why?
Me:...*circular conversation is circular*...Why do you ask so many questions?
Sarah: Because I don't have buttons.
Me: You don't have buttons?
Sarah: I don't have buttons to turn me off!
Me: *dies*
20 May 2008- Accidental Wombat
I love accidental humor...
This morning:
Me: Sarah, go pick out a toy to bring for naptime!
Sarah: Okay..what should I bring?
Me: How about horsie?
Sarah: *shakes her head no* neigh!
Me: *dies*
This morning:
Me: Sarah, go pick out a toy to bring for naptime!
Sarah: Okay..what should I bring?
Me: How about horsie?
Sarah: *shakes her head no* neigh!
Me: *dies*
29 April 2008- Too Much Information Wombat
Allergies...
Sarah: *sniffles*
Me: Yeah..I'm sniffly too.
Sarah: My sniffles have rocks in them!
Sarah: *sniffles*
Me: Yeah..I'm sniffly too.
Sarah: My sniffles have rocks in them!
22 April 2008- Standup Wombat
Sarah has learned about knock knock jokes and such from school. So Robert, Sarah and I were sitting around exchanging various riddles resulting in much laughter, but none brought about as much laughter as THIS:
Me: Why did the chicken cross the road?
Sarah: Why?
Me: To get to the other side!
Sarah: *maniacal laughter*..
a minute later
Sarah: Why did the chicken cross the road?
Me: Why?
Sarah: To get to the other side!
Robert and I: *giggles*
Sarah: And then a car hit him! *claps hands together*
*dies*
Me: Why did the chicken cross the road?
Sarah: Why?
Me: To get to the other side!
Sarah: *maniacal laughter*..
a minute later
Sarah: Why did the chicken cross the road?
Me: Why?
Sarah: To get to the other side!
Robert and I: *giggles*
Sarah: And then a car hit him! *claps hands together*
*dies*
06 March 2008- Escapist Wombat
In the car this morning (as always)...
Sarah: When I grow up I'm going to have a baby named Belle!
Me: Aww..that's cute.
Sarah: Then we'll both be mothers!
Me: Yup :)
Sarah: Will you always be my Mommy?
Me: Always. You're stuck with me.
Sarah: No I'm not! You're stuck with Daddy!
Sarah: When I grow up I'm going to have a baby named Belle!
Me: Aww..that's cute.
Sarah: Then we'll both be mothers!
Me: Yup :)
Sarah: Will you always be my Mommy?
Me: Always. You're stuck with me.
Sarah: No I'm not! You're stuck with Daddy!
29 February 2008- Storytelling Wombat
Today in the car:
Sarah: I'm going to tell a story!
Me: Okay.
Sarah: Once upon a time there was a pink tree. She was grown up and lived with her mommy and daddy but she didn't go into the woods.
Me: She didn't go into the woods?
Sarah: No. It's not a scary story.
Me:...okay.
Sarah: The tree and her mommy and daddy all went to work.
Me: Oh? What do they do at work?
Sarah: *exasperated* They make money!
Me: Ah.
Sarah: Then they bring the money home and share it with allll of their neighbors.
Me:....
Sarah: And the fairy.
Me: What does the fairy look like?
Sarah: She goes ALLLL the way to the ceiling. She has pink skin and blue hair. She wears a purple dress with um...green spots and a red cookie!
Me: Does she have wings?
Sarah: Yes! they are red and pink and purple and silver and brown and black and ....
...*trails off into muttering to herself*
Our rides to school in the morning are very interesting. I need an audio recorder in there.
Sarah: I'm going to tell a story!
Me: Okay.
Sarah: Once upon a time there was a pink tree. She was grown up and lived with her mommy and daddy but she didn't go into the woods.
Me: She didn't go into the woods?
Sarah: No. It's not a scary story.
Me:...okay.
Sarah: The tree and her mommy and daddy all went to work.
Me: Oh? What do they do at work?
Sarah: *exasperated* They make money!
Me: Ah.
Sarah: Then they bring the money home and share it with allll of their neighbors.
Me:....
Sarah: And the fairy.
Me: What does the fairy look like?
Sarah: She goes ALLLL the way to the ceiling. She has pink skin and blue hair. She wears a purple dress with um...green spots and a red cookie!
Me: Does she have wings?
Sarah: Yes! they are red and pink and purple and silver and brown and black and ....
...*trails off into muttering to herself*
Our rides to school in the morning are very interesting. I need an audio recorder in there.
07 February 2008- Perspective Wombat
This morning I was running a bit late. Sarah's been starting to get dressed by herself and I am trying to praise her for this. She comes out dressed in appropriate clothing (jeans, t-shirt, jacket, socks, fresh undies) so I praise her.
Me: Wow sweetie, you got dressed by yourself! That is a big help for me. Good job!
She grins sort of sheepishly and follows me into the bathroom where I finish applying my makeup.
Sarah: Wow good job mommy! you got dressed all by yourself! You did a great job!
Me: ....
Me: Sarah, are you being sarcastic?
Sarah: Yes.
.....
So now i know not to lay it on QUITE so thick :) I am impressed at her level of humor though as a 3 yr old (4 in June).
Me: Wow sweetie, you got dressed by yourself! That is a big help for me. Good job!
She grins sort of sheepishly and follows me into the bathroom where I finish applying my makeup.
Sarah: Wow good job mommy! you got dressed all by yourself! You did a great job!
Me: ....
Me: Sarah, are you being sarcastic?
Sarah: Yes.
.....
So now i know not to lay it on QUITE so thick :) I am impressed at her level of humor though as a 3 yr old (4 in June).
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