Monday, August 27, 2007

Inspired!

I almost never talk about my kids online - I'm paranoid about perverts and whatnot, but I was inspired by BECAUSE I SAID SO

Here are a few fun adventures I've had with my 3yr old and 5 yr old in the last year or so...

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Let me preface this little story by saying last year I had to call the local fire department because my 3 yr old locked himself in his room and the lock jammed. Good times.

Anyway, my 3 & 5 yr old are home sick this week with a virus. My 5 yr old was feeling much better today and decided to play with a wooden playset with screws, wood pieces with holes, wheels, etc, to create vehicles, etc, which we bought him at a science museum. He asked me to build him a little car, which I did, and then went to make lunch. 5 minutes later he comes running up to me terrified,"Mommy my fingers are stuck!"

He'd put his fingers through the wooden holes on the wood pieces and they were indeed stuck. I tried soap, vaseline, lotion, to no avail. I tried snipping the wood with a pliers, but they were too small. With little fingers turning purple, I called 911. I got a message that my call did not go through. WHAT???

Anyway, I tried to put more soap on the wood, but his fingers were really jammed in there. I called 911 again and finally got through. The dispatcher said they'd send over the rescue fire dept.

My husband calls to see how we are, and I tell him I've just called 911, and why. He says,"Gee, I hope they don't charge us for that, can't you try to get them off his fingers while you're waiting?" I hung up on said husband.

Fire department arrives and tries ring cutter. It's too big and squeezes my son's finger really hard. They find giant pliers and cut their way through the wood until it splits and releases my son's fingers. As soon as my son's fingers are released, he looks at me with penetrating eyes and stage whispers,"Mom....don't tell anyone this happened."

As they are packing up to leave, one of them looks at me and says, "Weren't we here last year for a locked door?"

The joy of children. ;)

A few hours later I said to my 5 yr old,"we had quite an afternoon, hmm?"

His enthusiastic reply was,"Yeah mom, I love meeting new people!"
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So, yesterday morning my son got up very early. He started a new camp this week, and he feels like a big boy. He asked me to help find a red marker for him, and some paper, so he can practice drawing hearts. No biggie. This activity kept him busy until we got ready to go.

Then, while driving, my son says,"Look, Mom, I drew a heart, does this look right?". Well. He'd drawn a heart all right. He drew - I <3 U - and a name in HUGE letters under it. Apparently it is the name of one of the female staff. Today, he got up really early, and was busy making pictures when I got up. We got ready as usual, and then he said he had to take his flower pictures to camp. I asked them if they were for a certain staff member, and he said yes. So, at camp drop-off I told his group leader my son has something for this gal. As soon as my son was out of the car, he ran over to this young woman to give her the pictures. She's a vivacious blonde. Oh my.
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Last week my 5 yr old started Kindergarden. No big deal, all my friends said I might cry, etc., etc., whatever. He was a little scared, but happy and wanted me to stay in his classroom a little. I did not cry.

Well, people, that was last week. Today, on the way to school, he tells me he wants to stay after (there's an after care program). When I ask him why, he says, "well, there's games and COMPUTERS to play with in the play room." Ok, so I give him permission. I mean, the kid wants to STAY at school LONGER, not because he has to!

Then, we park the car, I get out his gear and walk him towards the school. He then announces that he wants to walk down the hallway by himself. I'm hoping I heard him wrong, but no, he slips on his backpack and starts walking away without giving me a kiss!!! This is a kid who ALWAYS needs at least 4-5 kisses and hugs from mom before separation. The TEACHER holding the door open had to call him back to kiss me. Sheesh.
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The material is endless, I'm telling you.

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