This morning, Rachel didn’t get up until right before we left to take Hayden to school. I dressed her quickly, but she made it clear she wanted breakfast, too, when she brought a box of Trix over to me.
I promised her she’d be able to eat when we got home. That wasn’t enough, so I assured her, “Okay, you can have some cereal in your stroller.”
I meant on the way to school, in the stroller’s tray.
But she took me literally.
In case you can’t tell; it’s a ton. It’s a whole box.
The other day I had a virulent strain of the hiccups. I groaned about it and Hayden asked, “What?”
“I just want these hiccups to be done.”
“Well,” he counseled, “they will just go away by themselves, when they’re done.”
Wise indeed.
Rebecca, meanwhile, discovered oven mitts.
Hayden has taken up “speaking” for his stuffed monkey, Marty. But since Marty’s mouth is sewn shut, Hayden keeps his lips closed and kind of hums.
We’re not sure, but this might be where Rebecca picked up the habit of squealing with her mouth closed every time she sees her favorite stuffed animal/lovey, Pinky.
Logical creatures, children.
What unexpected leaps (logical or otherwise) have you seen from your children?