conversations with a 4 year old

Today has been one of those interesting and enlightening days.

As I am helping Jonathan put his shorts on this morning, he pffts near my face.
"Was that a stinker?" I say.
"Hee Hee" he giggles.
"That's not very good manners to let a stinker by mommy, you know" I say.
"But it was a nice stinker" he says.

Well then. How can I argue with that.



Then...not that this next example is a conversation. Just another part of an incredibly humbling day...
I tell him to go get in the car so we can pick up Jenny at Kindergarten. He hurries outside to the garage and it actually takes me a few minutes to load up the baby and get my purse and all that. I get out there probably 5 minutes after him and he is just barely getting in the car. No big deal. He was probably riding his bike or something for that long. I think.

After we get home, I notice my neighbor's name on the caller id. She never calls unless my kids are doing something crazy. Like ringing her doorbell over and over and over. So they can talk to her daughter who is the babysitter. In the middle of the day. On a school day. Personally I wonder why any of my neighbors still speak to me.

Anyway...during lunch, he starts to do the peepee dance. You all know what this is. The hips gyrating and wiggling because the body is trying to force the peepee to stay in for longer than it can. So I say to him, "go in and go potty, please." I even said "please".
And he says, "But mom, I already goed." (We have yet to master past tense, obviously)
"When did you go? I didn't see you go" I say.
"When we were going to get Jenny. I goed on the yellow grass".
"Did anyone see you?" I ask.
"Yea, Brittney's daddy did".

Well...that explains why she was calling me.

What a day!