My imaginative drama queens
In this post I thought I’d share a couple fun stories about my kids from the past few weeks . . .
Kids, start your imagination:
Ansley has invented a new game. She has named it “Let’s call everybody something else!” Basically you call someone the first thing that pops into your mind. For example, Ansley will say, “I call you . . . a taco!” or “I call Daddy . . . a clipboard!” or “I call Addy . . . a three-toed sloth!” The good news is the child has an imagination that doesn’t end. The bad news is the child has an imagination that doesn’t end.
One faithful night Ansley and I were playing the “Let’s call everybody something else” game when Ansley came up with “I call you . . . snot!” She laughed so hard at the face I made that she said it over and over and over. For DAYS. Despite the fact that I reminded her, on multiple occasions, that “snot” isn’t a very nice word, Ansley laughed hysterically every time she said it. Gee, thanks kid. I call you . . . a drama queen . . . a handful . . . too smart for your own good . . . a pain in my (what’s that Dad? oh, yeah) buttocks!
Naked, naked, naked!
Nearly every day now Addy says new words. Earlier this week her new word was “naked.” But coming from Addy, it sounds more like “nekkid” (no, she’s not from Alabama . . . or Mississippi . . . or South Georgia).
I found out Addy could say naked when I was trying to put her in the tub. Yes, I’m still wary every time I put her naked little rear in the tub that another log ‘o poo will come floating to the surface, but hey, I’ve got to get the kid clean.
I had just stripped her and put her on the potty when she looked down at herself and said “naked!” and laughed like a hyena. When she laughs like that, I can’t help but laugh too. And since Addy and I were laughing, Ansley had to laugh. Addy, thrilled at being the center of attention yet again, started yelling at the top of her lungs, “naked, naked, NAKED!” She jumped off the potty and took off down the hallway, waving her arms overhead and yelling, “naked, naked, NAKED!” I was laughing too hard to go after her. Daryl heard her running down the hall, snatched her up and brought her to the tub.
Two days later Addy still thinks it’s hysterical to yell “NAKED!” at the top of her lungs. I keep waiting for a report from school about this very topic. Maybe this is something she’ll only yell at home. Oh, wait, I forgot, I’m not that lucky.
Update: Ahh, the irony. Less than 24 hours after I posted this, I got the letter I’d been waiting for. From Addy’s teacher on 12/30/09: Addy had a very good day. She was happy and cheerful. Her sleeve got wet in the sink — when I took the wet shirt off Addy looked down at herself and said, “NAKED! NAKED!”
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