School vacation is in full swing. Charlie hasn't quite got the hang of SLEEPING IN.
This morning he woke me up at 0-dark-thirty. I told him to go to his room until daylight. A few minutes later he came back and woke me up- by throwing the cat on me. The yowls and claws woke me up, but my reaction taught Charlie he should have let me sleep.
He had his first T-ball game today. He did OK. When I say he did OK I mean he didn't hurt anybody or make them cry, except the coach was a little shook up. He'll be OK. Charlie hit the ball a couple of times and drew a nice mural in the dirt with the toe of his shoe. He ran for the ball three times and for the bathroom seven times.
P.S.- After the game there was a spot of blood on his uniform shirt. It's not his, and I've learned not to ask too many questions.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
His-Story
Charlie came home from Kindergarten excited that he was learning about the presidents. I asked him what he learned about them.
"I learned President Lincoln and a bad guy were watching THE GAME and the bad guy shot him in the head. Then he jumped from the balcony and broke his leg."
Close Enough.
P.S.- He thinks the British officer on "Pirates of the Carribean" is George Washington.
"I learned President Lincoln and a bad guy were watching THE GAME and the bad guy shot him in the head. Then he jumped from the balcony and broke his leg."
Close Enough.
P.S.- He thinks the British officer on "Pirates of the Carribean" is George Washington.
Little Mister Doctor
Yesterday I commented to Grandma that I had a headache and thought my blood pressure might be high. Charlie got a sly look. "That's why you scream at me and make me cry." Grandma's ears perked up. "When do I scream at you and make you cry?", I asked. Charlie glanced to make sure Grandma was listening. "You scream at me all of the time."
Charlie could barely conceal a smirk as Grandma started glaring at me.
Charlie could barely conceal a smirk as Grandma started glaring at me.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
B-ball
Charlie wanted to play basketball in the church parking lot. I agreed, and was proud I was able to take the ball away from a Kindergartener.
Charlie got mad and kicked the ball. When I commented on his lack of sportsmanship he said, "I don't make the rules. I just follow them."
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Tonight at supper we were discussing what we needed from the store. Charlie said he wanted a toy fishing set. Grandma said no. Without hesitation Charlie said,"You just move out of the house and I'll be the boss and get a fishing pole." Bad choice.
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We were wrestling the other night and Charlie hit his head on the floor. He said, "Thanks Grandpa. Now my brain will make me do bad choices."
Charlie got mad and kicked the ball. When I commented on his lack of sportsmanship he said, "I don't make the rules. I just follow them."
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Tonight at supper we were discussing what we needed from the store. Charlie said he wanted a toy fishing set. Grandma said no. Without hesitation Charlie said,"You just move out of the house and I'll be the boss and get a fishing pole." Bad choice.
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We were wrestling the other night and Charlie hit his head on the floor. He said, "Thanks Grandpa. Now my brain will make me do bad choices."
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