The other day we were in the car and Eitan coughed. It certainly didn’t sound concerning so I didn’t even check on him. Then we hear from the back seat in a very small voice:
“fake cough”
The other day we were in the car and Eitan coughed. It certainly didn’t sound concerning so I didn’t even check on him. Then we hear from the back seat in a very small voice:
“fake cough”
Mama: “We need to put Neosporin on your cut to kill the bacteria”
Eitan: “But Mama, killing is bad.”
#doublestandard
The next day:
Eitan: “I want to break your bones!”
A few months back, Eitan enjoyed a day of “Wings and Wands” during a fairytale-inspired day at school. Since then, he’ll randomly whip out his gear and run around yelling, “Wings and wands! Wings and wands!”
More recently, I was gifted this entertaining interaction:
Eitan: How are we going to move this (toy) truck? Magic!
Whooshing noises.
Eitan: I’m not magic! I need my wand…
Runs off.
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?
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!
This evening, the power went out right as we were reading at bedtime. Ironically, we had just finished “Katy and the Big Snow” in which one of the plot lines involves downed utility poles.
After we got the home switched over to running on battery power, Eitan immediately switched from slightly frightened to inquisitive. He just had to know what happened.
One ritual Eitan and I have developed over the last year or so has been a man to man talk about literally anything after he is supposed to be asleep. This evening was no different.
Eitan: Why no power?
Me: There’s probably a pole down somewhere in Needham.
Eitan: Tomorrow, you draw me a map.
Me: A map of the power outage? Sure, bud.
Eitan: Need two pieces of paper.
Me: How about we start with one and go from there?
Eitan: Maybe two pieces. Needham big. Maybe three pieces, actually.
Kids are the best.
We were reading Goodnight Moon to Eitan during cozy time, before bed. Rich got to the part “and the little old lady”, and then took a breath. Eitan interjected “from Pasadena”.
We all got a good laugh.
“Play all day,
nap all day,
eat all day,
count omer all day.”
Good thinking, Eitan!