Noggin

I went to run to the store, and Joey decided to run with me, even though I told him he would NOT be getting anything while we were there.  Well, that all changes as soon as he sees something he wants.  Good cooperative behavior turns to tantrums and deal making.  So there he sits, on the floor by the register while I try to pretend he isn't bothering me.  He says he isn't going anywhere...

"That's fine, Hard Head, I am going home and I guess they can put you to work here."

He jumps up off the floor in a panic as I start to leave, and bumps his head on the display shelf.  The poor lady at the register leans over as if to rub it for him and he jerks away from her.  He leans away, rubbing his head and tells her,
"That's okay, I got a hard noggin.  That's why mom says I'm a hard head."

The lady at the register and the people waiting behind him in line started laughing.  He skipped out of the store as if he was there just for their entertainment.

Truth

Joey came home from school and I checked his folder for his behavior chart.  It was there, but it wasn't filled out.  So I asked him if he had a good day.

"Yes, I had an all green day."
Well, I don't see any green, so how do I know you are telling me the truth?

He wrinkles his nose and looks up at me in shock.
"I was good!  I was THERE.  I know the TRUTH!"

I can't argue with that logic.

Lessons

"Know what mom?  I learned to play soccer!  I am not very good at it.  But guess what?  I learned something about playing soccer.  I learned that if you play soccer with the wrong ball, like a basket ball, then you get your toes hurt."

"Know what mom?  I learned that Dad's should not take out splinters.  Mom's tell you to close your eyes and think of nice things and it comes out with just a little hurt.  Dad's just grab it and yank and make a little BLOOD come out!"

"Know what mom?  I learned that my DS would be okay when I drop it because it has a case on it.  I am still gonna be careful though.  If I drop it too many times it the case could not work, maybe.  Or if I drop it down a cliff or something then it REALLY won't work.  So I have to still be careful."

"Know what mom?  My sock feels tight but not because it is too small.  It's because my wiggle toes don't want covers on.  So I am going to keep it on and stretch it out until they get used to it."

"Know what mom?  I know how they test car crashes!  I seen it on TV.  They make a car of only metal and they put a fake human in it, then they crash it.  There are lots of targets on the fake human to see how many spots he gets crashed on."

Orca

(Watching Keiko the Killer Whale story-he has a conversation with himself in front of the TV)

"Why would they take a perfectly good whale, scoop him out of the ocean and put him in a swimming pool to do tricks for fish?!!!  If he was in the ocean he could get his OWN fish and people could watch him with binoculars!  I would hate it if I had a big house then people put me in a squished house and bossed me around for no reason.  If I was big enough, I would take them all out, put them on a big truck and put them all back in the ocean.  Human people are mean."

Yes Joey, yes we are.  :(

Pop

Joey walks in the kitchen with his plate and cup in hand, and neither of them are empty.  With his picky eating, I have to try to get him to eat just the smallest things.

Why are you putting your things away?, I ask.
"Just my milk.  My drinking area is full."

Okay, just make sure you finish eating, I told him.  He walks a few steps, taking a bite of his toaster strudel.  He ends up walking back to me hunched over as if someone punched him in the belly.

What are you doing?, I asked
"I guess my eating area is filled up too.  I feel like I am gonna pop."



I didn't know we had two different sections to fill?

Rich

A piece of a conversation between Luke and Joey I overheard:

Luke: "oh, is Dad RICH now?!"

Joey: "no, he's in the Army."

Luke; "so?"

Joey: "How can he be rich if he is in the Army then?"

Good question son!  LOL

Hens

We had a church home meeting, and some ladies came to join us where we chatted away the entire hour while the boys sat on the floor and chimed in once and a while.  Wes pushed his opinions in there a view times while Joey lay on the couch quietly next to me and ignored us all playing his DS.

At the end of the meeting, they said next visit it would be the males turn to talk, as a little ha-ha to end the evening.  I agreed, and promised Wes during the next visit I would not say ANYTHING at all and the other ladies swore to him as well that they would remain silent.  From the corner of the couch we heard a mumble:

"Yeah, like that's gonna happen."

The entire room bust out laughing!  Joe might not know when to watch what he is saying, but at this age he has good comedic timing!