If you need a little levity in your day, listen to conversations children have.
I have two crazy boys, who are completely different in every possible way.
Mana - 5 years old: Fair skinned, tall for his age (95th percentile), stockier (95th percentile), and is a lot like his father.
Koa - 3 years old : Dark skinned, average height (50th percentile) average weight (50th percentile) a lot like me.
Some conversations I've overheard my kids having the past two days that have me in fits.
Mana : Koa, I got a paper cut today and my teacher gave me a bandaid.
Koa: Pepper isn't an ironman.
Mana : Yes she is, she's a pink one.
Koa: You can't get cut on a paper.
Me (listening): Weirdo's.
Another conversation my sister, Miranda, and I overheard after I returned home from Koa's wellness check up at the doctor. He had to get 5 shots, and was not happy.
(walking into the house crying)
Mana: Koa, what's the matter?
Koa: I got poked!
ME: You didn't get poked, you got shots.
Koa: I got rejections!
Miranda: Do you mean injections?
Koa: I mean shots!
Mana: I got 14 shots. (Full of crap. He got 4, four months ago)
Koa: Geez Mana, I've got holes in my legs!
And finally, from last night.
Koa spent the day with my sister and nieces. My niece Kiki is his best friend and when I went to pick him up we decided to bring Kiki with us for a sleep over.
Her favourite song to sing is Jesus wants me for a sun-BEAK and she asked me to play it for her so I played the Children's song book app on my iphone in my car.
I left the app playing and it rolled through to the next song, and this picture popped up.
App picture on top, Koa on the bottom.
Koa: Mummy! That's me right? That's me and not Mana right?
Me (I glance at it and BUST UP LAUGHING): No! That's not you!
Koa: Yes it is Mummy! You're tricking right?
Me (still laughing): No, it isn't you.
Koa (starts crying): It is me!
