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It's amazing when my 5-year-old comes home talking about the history behind MLK day. When I was in Kindergarten, we learned our color...

Monday, January 26, 2009

Crazy like that...

Sometimes my brain goes into overdrive. The bottom of my computer screen has this lovely weather bar at the bottom, and seeing it made my mind automatically start snoopdoggin talk...saying to myself, "Fashizzle, my frzdrizzle."

Now tell me why my dorky brain does such crazy stuff? And sometimes it's when other people are talking, and I have to stop it, my brain, and intently listen to them.

Do you do this or am I the only one who's a little crazy??

By the way my booked is ranked at 77,232 out of over 3 million books today....wahhhoooo!

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Encouraging Words

It's amazing when my 5-year-old comes home talking about the history behind MLK day.

When I was in Kindergarten, we learned our colors, numbers, and maybe a few words.

My son comes home teaching me about rhombuses, arctic animals and their habitats, and about politics.

Today, he came home and gave me a history lesson. He said Martin Luther King was a very good man who delivered a speech that he was killed for. I'm sure the teachers tried to give these kids the whole picture of 'I have a dream', yet this is the part that stuck with my child - 'he gave a speech that he died for...'

I tried to impart some wisdom at that moment. Wisdom like that of MLK and what he tried to impart on that day he died.

That we are all created equal ... that some people judge others because of their background, race, or religion. That we all should work as a human race to improve our society with peace and respect. That we should NOT judge others based on their color, creed, or religion - but treat others with kindness and strive for equality.

He's just five, and I'm sure it didn't sink in. Parts of it are too big for him to grasp, so, that's okay.

I didn't want to burden him with too much as he takes on too much on his own. He's such a mature and wise little boy, but I felt at that moment, I needed to give him encouraging words.

After our talk, the rest of our convo looked like this:

"You know - they caught the guy who killed him, Mommy?"

"Yes, honey. The man who shot MLK was caught and put in jail."

"That must have been some speech..."

"Yes, it was."

Monday, January 05, 2009

Never know what you're gonna get...

These days my son, the cerebral five year old, is so analytical and ponderous on a variety of subjects. So much so that I an anticipating every word...

Even yesterday as we were folding laundry, which he told me was his job to put every item up...and not to touch any after I folded (he was trying to earn playing the Wii).
When he was making his multiple trips from the stacks I had folded, to gather and attempt his duties...he stopped when he grabbed my underwear. He looked at them, turned to me, and curiously said...

"Mom...why do you wear such little underpants for your big bottom?"

Ah...now what do you say to that? So I answered the only way I knew how...

"Weeellll...I don't want big underpants to poke out the pants I wear, so I try to make sure everything fits."

It seemed to satisfy his curiosity for the moment. I'm just glad I didn't have any thongs in that stack of underwear. No telling how the conversation could have turned.

On that note, here's a funny video for you thong wearers and lovers....