Monday, April 11, 2011

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Table Talk

We ate lunch today at our favorite spot, the Prince Creek Diner.  We are always warmly welcomed by the friendly staff there and all of the waitresses know Evan by name.  There is one waitress in particular that always makes a point to swing by our table to say hi and to chat Evan up a bit.  I'm thinking today she got more than she bargained for...

Sabrina approached the table and said, "Well hello there, Evan.  How are you today?"  A visibally tired Evan gave a quiet nod and hid behind Robert's arm.  We explained to her that we found Evan in the living room at 4:30 this morning playing with his cars and that he had not been back to sleep since.  Sabrina looked at Evan and smiled and said, "Well you must be a very tired little boy, huh?"  Evan looked up at her and said very matter of factly, "I pooped on the floor!"  Robert and I looked at each other and just died laughing.  Sabrina acted like she didn't hear a thing and said, "Y'all sure do have cute kids" and then casually walked away.

We've rehashed this moment several times already today just to get another good laugh.
 

Friday, April 8, 2011

What Did You Say?

I've been asking Evan this question a lot lately. While socializing with kids his own age has been the best experience for him thus far, Evan is learning and retaining more than what is listed on his weekly lesson plan.

Now we are assuming of course that Evan is picking up these sayings and words from the other kids in his class because we don't ever say these things at home.
  • As he's sitting on the couch with no underwear he looks down and touches his thang and says, "Evan has a BIG wee wee!  See, Mama?" (how typical, right?)
  • I ask Evan to sit with Mattie while I make his breakfast.  He begins to whine and says, "No, I'm sick of Mattie."
  • Evan hears a noise and looks at me and says, "Ew Mama, you farted."
We are very much aware that this could be a lot worse, but he is only 2 1/2.  I don't even want to imagine what he's repeating at 5 years old.  We have certainly learned to be very careful about what we say, even to one another when we think he's not listening - because this kid is always listening.