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July 11, 2008
My children are bizarre
(Originally published by Nattie on January 8, 2004)
Instead of posting my new year's resolutions earlier, I took the time to write down some stories that my children were telling (which is one of my resolutions—to spend "quality" time with the kids). My kids have wild imaginations. One day I was just trying to rest my eyes and it turned into a game we play. You close your eyes and tell me what you see. What ensued was hilarious (the notes are verbatim, but you have to imagine the inflection and stuff).
i see a reptar
it turn to a robot
now it walking
it killing dinosaur
it going to kill other dinosaur
with gum in mouth
boom
—as told by Jonathan, 5 years old
I saw a big witch in my house
it a giant
her eating my house
her getting hungry
her getting thirsty
her want to take me in her mouth and CHOMP
her want to eat my candy
she flying SWOOSH
her want to eat me
her want to eat you (pointing to me—mommy)
her want to eat you (pointing to bubby)
her want to eat daddy
her eat my favorite cookie
I saw her in my house
her put me in oven
and me scream—EEEEEEEE
The End
—as told by Annabelle, 3 years old
I wish I had a video camera. They are working on pictures to go with their stories and we are going to make books. These moments are golden. The moments after when the five-year-old bopped the three-year-old on the head with a toy aren't so golden. You win some and you lose some.
Copyright Natalie Rose York
Posted by Nattie's Daddy at July 11, 2008 12:45 PM
Comments
sweet, very sweet.
Posted by: Cynthia at July 16, 2008 12:43 AM