I Forgot the Funniest Part!

I was tired when I finished the Green Eggs & Ham for Dinner post yesterday, and I just kept feeling like I was forgetting part of it.  But I couldn't for the life of me remember.  Until this morning.  So here it is:

First, you need a little background info.  Ethan still has this thing about the "T-H" sound at the beginning of a word.  He says "the", and "they" correctly, but anything else he pronounces with the 'f' sound.  So 'think' comes out 'fink', 'three' comes out 'free', 'thing' comes out 'fing'... you get the idea.  He can say those correctly, but he has to 'fink' about it first, and he just doesn't care.  I've tried.  He resists.  So I've given up for now, and I figure one of his friends will make fun of him, and then he'll start caring enough to say them correctly. Great parenting, right?

Anyhow, we were just done cooking the Grinchy Green Eggs, and he says, "Mom, you know what those remind me of?  They  remind me of the "F" word!
Me:  (Somewhat horrified)  The "F" word?
E: Yes, you know, that "F" word for when you puke.  That "F" word.
Me: (Huh?  What word for puke starts with an F? And then it dawned on me....)  OH!!  You mean, "F-rowing up?" 
E:  Yeah.  That one!
Me:  Honey, that's not an "F" word.  That's one of those "T-H" words that you don't say the right way.  It's throw up, not frow up.
E: Oh, I didn't know.  I thought it was an F word.   The eggs do look kind of like F-row up, though, don't they?
Me: (laughing)  Yes, I guess they do!  (And I still don't know why he called it the F word instead of just saying 'frow up' to begin with.)

Green Eggs & Ham...It's What's For Dinner!

Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss!

  

 We love Dr. Seuss at our house.  We have a whole tub full of books devoted to him on our bookshelf.  Even this blog is partly inspired by him.  (The other part of inspiration was my awesome blogging Sis-in-law!) See that quote over there on the right?  Yep...Those of the words of the man himself.  It's amazing what wonderful advice for both children and parents are in those fun little books.  Apparently, I'm not the only one who thinks so either!  Zen Mama's blog today was about Dr. Seuss and all his wonderful goodness.  Check it out for some really great book quotes, and a little background on the man who would have been 106 today!

I pulled out our box of Dr. Seuss books while the boys were at school today.  We have several, and usually read at least one at bedtime every night.  I found a previously-very-grumpy Nick happily reading them on Ethan's bed.

Ethan soon joined him and was happy exploring some of the ones that don't usually get picked for bedtime stories.

 

Then, it was dinnertime, and the boys decided to be brave and put "Green Eggs & Ham" on the menu.  Yes, we really had that for dinner!

They are always so happy to get to cook something together in the kitchen!

 

Nick declared, "I'm going to kill the eggs!" 

Teamwork!

They worked together and took turns whisking the eggs.

 

Next, Ethan added the green food coloring.  He's holding it in the picture, but it doesn't show up much against his green shirt!

  

They whisked some more....

The finished eggs turned out a nice and somewhat pretty green.  Kind of a "Grinchy" green.  Appropriate, right?  The picture doesn't do the color justice at all.

They wanted their picture with the Grinchy Green Eggs

Nick also wanted green ham, so I smooshed some around in a baggie with the food coloring.  The result was beyond disgusting, but Nick loved it.  The green still isn't showing up enough, even in this picture!

Nick with his Green Eggs & Ham dinner

And again, about to take the first taste...

Ethan didn't want the ham.  Can you tell he's less excited about actually having to try them now?  I'm sure he's thinking, "I do not like them Sam-I-am!".  

 Nick LOVED that nasty green ham.  Go figure.

Totally fake "I'm going to try this" pose....

I'm having second thoughts about this.....

Okay, it's official.  I tried them, and I do not like Green Eggs & Ham!

Still gobbling up the green ham!  I DO so like green eggs & ham!  I like them, Sam-I-am!!

I think I might just need to search out and get the rest of the Dr. Seuss books to complete our collection!

They say the weirdest things....

In bed last night, Nick says,

"Mom!  I have bulldozer in my brain!!  'Cuz I just do."

That one's for you Liz... :)

A Special Request

I got this extremely urgent request from Nick the other day:

Nick: MOM, MOM, MOM!!!! (trying to get my attention)

Me: Hmmm?  (still not really listening...)

Nick:  Mom, Mom,  MOM!!!
You have to turn your brain off!!!!  (SO seriously and urgently!) 
Me:  (Laughing)  Ummm....ok. 
(Some days that doesn't sound like such a bad idea...)

Ethan's Journal Entry

Ethan, age 7

February 9, 2010

Today I ate my tooth on accident.
Goodnight.

Knock Knock

Nick:  Mom, I got you a joke.  (They always, always start with this.)
Me: Ok.  (And you always, always have to say ok before he'll start.)
Nick: Knock knock.
Me: Who's there?
Nick: Big nerd.
Me: Big nerd who?
Nick: A big nerd on a great white!!

Now, let me just say, that it's almost impossible not to laugh at the weird combos he creates.  The jokes are never funny, but the things he puts together are hilarious.  We always have a really good laugh, which is the point of a joke anyway, isn't it?

Nostalgia

I think my three (almost four) year old is nostalgic for his "childhood".    

Whenever we go to a play area, he spends half his time climbing into and getting stuck in the high chairs.

At the park, he only wants to swing in the baby swing,  and gets stuck there too.  I usually have to ask another mom to help me get him out...not at all embarrassing.

Last week he told me he wanted to drink out of a baby bottle again... that's been gone for nearly three years.

I've also noticed him almost sucking his thumb recently.  Not quite with the thumb in the mouth, since he never was a thumb sucker,  but he's kind of pretending to...  he was a binky baby... where does that come from?

And finally, tonight at bedtime, he asked when he could have his "old" bed back.  "The big tall one that I had to climb into."  THE CRIB?  Sheesh.  You want to sleep in your baby crib again?  We got rid of that last year!  What is going on with you?


Hmmm.... What is going on with you?  Is it because you're literally right on the verge of FINALLY GIVING UP THE PULLUPS, completely?  Are you torturing me with still having to wipe poop off your butt daily because you don't want your childhood to end?  Are you that aware, at three years old, that the end of the pullups is officially the end of being a baby?

Wow.  This started out as a funny post, but now I'm a little bit mind-blown thinking about it.  Wow.