Tuesday, April 27, 2010

A life lesson learned.

Megan was telling me about the two things she wants for her birthday. According to her, "I only want two things for my birthday. Just two things- an iPod Touch, and a RipStik." (See the picture? That is a RipStik. It's basically a strange looking skateboard.)

Megan emphasized, "Those are the only two things I want." When I didn't say anything to that, she continued, "And they aren't even that expensive. They are only like fifty bucks."

I heard Jack gasp, "FIFTY BUCKS?!? Megan... that is a lot of money!"

After a couple of rounds of, "No, it's not" from Megan and "Yes, it is so a lot of money" from Jack, Megan stopped and turned to Jack. She looked him in the eye and provided him with this life lesson, "Jack, you need to learn that nothing in life is free!"

Um, yeah... did I mention she's eight?

Thursday, April 22, 2010

The word maybe and what it actually means around here

As we were driving in the car, Jay and Jack were discussing something and the word maybe came up.

Jay: Just because I say the word maybe, doesn't always mean yes.
Jack: Yes it does.
Me: Who in our family says the word maybe when they really mean yes?
Jack: You do.
Me: Um, yeah. I suppose I do. That's a bad habit.
Jack: That's a habit I don't want you to break. You should keep doing it.

Friday, April 16, 2010

My little Karate Kid

Jack is taking Karate. He's talked about it for a while but the time has finally come. He told me today that he feels like he's "better at Karate when I wear the uniform."

Towards the end of his first class, he raised his hand. The "Sensei" called on him. "Uh, I know a move that you haven't taught us, yet." Jack said.

"Really? Which one?" replied his Sensei.

"This one." Jack proceeded to take the stance of the famous Karate Kid movie pose.

When his Sensei didn't respond, Jack added for emphasis, "That move is for kicking people in the face."

Kinda makes a mother proud.

Monday, April 12, 2010

It's kind of like a GPS, really.

Over the Easter weekend, we stopped by Jack's Grandma and Bampa's house. We walked around the house and it appeared everyone was out doing other things. So Jack and I sat down out on the back porch to make ourselves comfortable and wait for people to return.

After a few minutes, Jack got up and walked over to the back window.
Jack (pointing out the back window): I think everyone is out that way.
Me: Really? What makes you think that?
Jack: Because my penis in tingling. And it's pointing in that direction.
Me: ...
Jack: My penis can do that, you know? My penis is kind of like a compass.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

This Easter, a non-believer was among us.

I can't recall exactly how old I was when I realized the Easter Bunny wasn't real, maybe 6 or so? I do recall a couple years where I didn't believe, but acted like I did. But this Easter was officially where Megan turned the corner to a non-believer. And I chalk it up to her being overly observant. As the sequence of events unfolded, I saw Megan adding up each new fact until there was no doubt.

It all started Easter Sunday as we came back from church to Grandma and Bampa's house. All it took was three facts:

Fact 1: The Easter Bunny's handwriting looks too much like Aunt Lori's.
As we walked up the stairs, it appeared the Easter Bunny left a note for all the kids. The note mentioned how while we were at church, the Easter Bunny stopped back and left a bunch of eggs for our Easter egg hunt. Megan took one look at the note, turned to me and said, "That looks a lot like Aunt Lori's handwriting."

Fact 2: The Easter Bunny doesn't love you, Grandma does.
After Megan noticed the handwriting, she scrutinized the note a bit more. At the end of the note, the "Easter Bunny" wrote, "I love you!". Megan turned to me with authority and said, "Hey. They Easter Bunny doesn't love us, Grandma does!" I could see the wheels turning in her head as she processed the fact that Grandma had been at church with us so although Grandma does love her, she couldn't have been the one to leave the note. Megan quickly reconciled this in her head with going back to fact #1 and also noting that in fact, her Aunt Lori loves them, too.

Fact 3: If the Easter Bunny is going to thank you for carrots you left out, you actually have to leave carrots out.
The last part of the note thanked the kids for leaving out carrots to eat and next to the note was a plate of half-eaten carrots. After Megan rattled off her first two facts, she said with a certain finality, "And the last things, is... we didn't even leave carrots out!"

I talked with Megan about it later and wondered if she would be upset at her discovery but more than anything, I think she was relieved. She's always been a bit mature for her age and I'm sure for years she's been pondering how in the world a gigantic rabbit can leave all those eggs...and write notes without opposable thumbs.