Mama, at 7am on a Sunday: “What do you want to do today, Eitan?”
Eitan: “Aaah, play play play, snack, play play play, lunch, no nappy.”
Good plan… for him.
Mama, at 7am on a Sunday: “What do you want to do today, Eitan?”
Eitan: “Aaah, play play play, snack, play play play, lunch, no nappy.”
Good plan… for him.
Eitan: “I hid hummus under the couch”
Mama (not believing him but happy to have a conversation): “Oh no! Did you know hummus is made from peas?”
Eitan: “Oh”
Mama: “Chick peas”
Eitan: “Oh”
Mama: “Or you can call them garbanzo beans”
Eitan: “I have to think about that”
Eitan: “When you at work, I pee with Dada. When you home, I pee with you”
Ok… but really? Can’t Dada handle a pee now and then while I’m in the house?
Whenever we see construction, we yell “Big doings!” I noticed recently Eitan pronounces this “Big Doozings!” I thought this was cute.
We received an email from Schechter about their preparation for celebrating Chinese New Year. Apparently, Pilim is making a dragon for a parade and rabbit hats. Mama reacted: “I’m so glad we’re sending him to this Jewish school to learn Pagan rituals.” Eitan replied, “It’s ALL going to happen, Mama.”
I’m pretty sure he’s speaking from a parade standpoint and not a theological one.
Eitan doesn’t always draw anything specific. In fact, when we ask him what he drew, more often than not we get the answer: “it’s only beautiful.” So true!
We went for a hike yesterday at the Building Department. First we looked at the trucks, of course, but it was very windy and uncomfortable. I said “once we get in the trees it will be less windy”.
Eitan replied, “the trees aren’t open, mama.” So true!
“Sorry, I meant the forest.”
Dada added, “that’s open for business!”
Eitan invented a game where you roll a ball, run to get it, and run back to the starting point. While running back you have to yell “Run for your life!” So many things to learn at school, and probably not everything from the teachers!
“That don’t look like challah, mama. You gotta do more to that”

Eitan really hates water on his sippy cup. The problem is that most of the time it is his spit. So every time he takes a drink, there’s more water! We recently had this conversation:
Mama: “Eitan, what do you do at school about water on your cup?”
Eitan: “My best”
This might be difficult to parse, but this is my guess. When Eitan complains about water on his cup at school, his teachers say “Just do your best.” Apparently, he does!