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?