I haven't blogged in awhile (bad, bad me!) sorry everyone. It's bee a strange few weeks.
For those who don't know my friend Joanie's brother John passed away recently. I remember him for tormenting her and his love of Speed Racer. Also, he was the kind of person who would do anything for someone he didn't know. An all-around great guy. If you would like to know more about John, check out his Sco got a bug blog. I think his wife plans on keeping it up for awhile.
On Kieran news....
His fascination with boobs continues. I caught him feeling Ms Shree's boobs at school and reminded him that it was "fresh". Trying to get to the root of the fascination a few days before, I asked him if he liked them because they're squishy or because they are a part of me (I was thinking it was simply because they're part of Mom). "Squishy" was the response.
School has gotten better, he's doing well listening (most days) and not having as many fits. Weekends have been bad with one huge meltdown per day. Sadly, I know the cause is the skipping of nap. I hope to cure that this Saturday when we begin his back-to-back classes of soccer and swimming.
Last night we made ice cream from scratch. He loves to help and I want to encourage this trait, so I make things in the kitchen he can help with - also I like the idea of him knowing where his food comes from. Anyway, Ken asked Kieran a question and his response was "I'm eating ice cream." Ken and I had a hard time not laughing - basically he was telling Ken to quit asking him questions, he was eating.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Monday, April 05, 2010
Raising a Lawyer?
Recent things he has said leads me to believe this may be his future occupation.
Me: Kieran, please take your finger out of your month.
He does this, then puts another finger in.
Me: Kieran, please take your finger out of your mouth.
Kieran: It's not my finger it's my thumb.
Ken hides his laughter behind his hand.
Me: A thumb is still a finger, take it out.
Me: Kieran, please take your finger out of your month.
He does this, then puts another finger in.
Me: Kieran, please take your finger out of your mouth.
Kieran: It's not my finger it's my thumb.
Ken hides his laughter behind his hand.
Me: A thumb is still a finger, take it out.
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