Thursday, August 31, 2006

Not supposed to say

Ever since she was potty trained, Sarah has been very free and open about her actions in the toilet and the results thereof: "Mommy, I made...three poopies! Two little and one big." Our response has historically been to provide a brief acknowledgement and encourage her to wash up.

As the time for kindergarten drew near, it began to dawn on us that if we did not provide some correction, she would soon be announcing the details of her lavatorial experiences to her teacher and perhaps the entire class. So Shannon gave her instructions recently to be more discreet; specifically, she should not tell people what she produced during her potty break. This is now the rule at home too.

So yesterday, she went upstairs to visit the toilet. After a while, she called downstairs to me, "Daddy, I went to the potty and I made..." Then a pause as she considered the new rule. "In my head I am thinking 'poopies' but I'm not supposed to say it," she finished.

Monday, August 28, 2006

favorite animal

Today I was doing a get-to-know-you page for Sarah's kindergarten. I asked Sarah what her favorite animal was. "Pigs. Because they make hot dogs and hot dogs are my favorite food." Hmmm, I guess that works.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

webs

This morning Sarah was sitting in the office while Alan got ready for work. She saw the word search and said, "S, E, A, R, C, H. That's spelling like Sarah." Alan agreed and told her it was the word "search" and that it meant to look for something. She read further, "Search the web. That's silly. You can't search the web. Only spiders can do that!"
So I guess I'm a spider.

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

a funny think

Today at lunch Sarah started giggling. I asked her what she was laughing at and she replied, "I'm laughing because I'm having a funny think."

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

if you could save time in a bottle...

Me: "Do you want me to clean up doggy poops?"
Alan: "That would save me time." (He is going to mow the lawn.)
Sarah: "You can't save time, ha ha!"

that's disgusting

Sarah just came into the office to find Alan examining his toes. Sarah asked, "What are you doing Daddy?" "Looking at my feet." To which she replied, "That's disgusting."