Sunday, 26 August 2012

Oh the things they say

The boys keep us laughing. I know this is funnier to us than the rest of the world, but alas, I want their thoughts recorded so bear with me.

We were talking about money and I asked them where it came from.
D: Doesn't it come from the president? (He did clarify that the government printed the money eventually)

me: How do we get the money?
D: Doesn't he (president) just give it to you?

me: No, you have to work for it.
D: WHAT? You have to EARN it??


Kenan has been in this phase that he says he never sleeps. I don't know why but he truly believes that he only blinks, he never falls sleep. We were talking about how he also drools at night to which he responded, "I don't schwober because I don't schweep!"

My dad took Dawson and Zachary to a Mudcats game. The other two boys were sad that they were left behind. We decided to have our own fun so we let them eat m&m's and chocolate chips. They eat chocolate on a regular basis so it wasn't as if this was a great treat but we let them eat more than normal so they enjoyed the experience. The next morning my dad was talking to Kenan and said that maybe next time he could with them. Kenan responded rather emphatically, "I don't want to go because if I go I don't get treats." A little while later while they were still talking he looked at my dad and said, "Grandpa, do you have all your teeth?"

We were leaving a party at a park and, as always, Dawson was way ahead and Kenan was about 50 ft behind us, trying to walk and eat a sucker all while holding his party bag. Doesn't sound like a lot but it really looked like a struggle for him. I told him that he marched to the beat of his own drum. I said Dawson's drumbeat sounds like, "bom bom bom bom" in rapid succession. Before I could make his drumbeat (one bom with 5 seconds in between the next), Kenan perked up and said, "What's my drumbeat? Is it naner naner neh na?" Imagine it the sound of an electric guitar. Yes, Kenan, that is your drumbeat. One that sounds nothing like a drum. I love that kid.

The boys have enjoyed the show Wild Kratts which is about two brothers who learn about animals and their special traits. Kenan was sitting with my mom and asking her why she had extra skin on her hands and arms. "It's because I'm old," she said.
K: "It's good you have the extra skin because then you can glide!"
Grandma: "What?"
K: "You can glide like the flying squirrel!"

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