Things My Child Likes to Talk About
1. His penis. Yes, he's a boy, and he knows it. Apparently, this brings along with it a desire to talk about his genitalia on a regular basis. I've actually heard him utter such things as, "Mommy, I wish my penis was on my head," and "What would I do if my penis got really, really big?" (Yes, I managed to refrain from answering "You'll have to ask your father about that, dear." Actually, I never call him dear. D'oh! A deer. A female deer.)
2. Animals. Dogs, cats, owls, mice, bats, frogs. Generally, these discussions bring along with them the requirement that we "pretend that we're an animal family." I'm usually the mom, but not always. He is often the baby, sometimes the 'big brother.' (Talk of babies must not slide anywhere near the realm of him, as he is most emphatically not a baby, he is a big boy.)
3. Other things to do with his body, and not limited to pee, poop, burps, and farts. He likes his butt a lot too.
4. Computer games/superheroes. He prefers the ones where you are the good guy and have to beat up the bad guy. He likes ones where you shoot/throw silly things at the bad guys (ice creams, pies, eggs, water balloons.)
This morning was fun dress up day, apparently. It is February, bitterly cold, and he is wearing a pair of shorts and a short sleeved t-shirt. If it weren't for the fact that I had to take ten t-shirts out of the bin of summer clothes in the closet before he found one he liked, I'd be glad that he's wearing clothes at all (and not just underpants, which he does sometimes.)
I've spent the past hour running up and down the stairs to the basement, trying to get the damned washing machine to balance. I keep shoving bits of wood and bricks under the corners of it. Stupid thing.
2. Animals. Dogs, cats, owls, mice, bats, frogs. Generally, these discussions bring along with them the requirement that we "pretend that we're an animal family." I'm usually the mom, but not always. He is often the baby, sometimes the 'big brother.' (Talk of babies must not slide anywhere near the realm of him, as he is most emphatically not a baby, he is a big boy.)
3. Other things to do with his body, and not limited to pee, poop, burps, and farts. He likes his butt a lot too.
4. Computer games/superheroes. He prefers the ones where you are the good guy and have to beat up the bad guy. He likes ones where you shoot/throw silly things at the bad guys (ice creams, pies, eggs, water balloons.)
This morning was fun dress up day, apparently. It is February, bitterly cold, and he is wearing a pair of shorts and a short sleeved t-shirt. If it weren't for the fact that I had to take ten t-shirts out of the bin of summer clothes in the closet before he found one he liked, I'd be glad that he's wearing clothes at all (and not just underpants, which he does sometimes.)
I've spent the past hour running up and down the stairs to the basement, trying to get the damned washing machine to balance. I keep shoving bits of wood and bricks under the corners of it. Stupid thing.