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So Wednesday night, on the way to skating lessons the topic of conversation with the kids came around to outhouses. I don't remember how we got there...but we did and they wanted to know what an outhouse was. I told them it was where people went potty before they had running water and toilets in the house. I described it as a little shack out back of the house with a hole in the ground you pooped and peed in.

Yesterday morning. I kick everyone outside to play. I get dressed, pack a bag for the gym and come outside to see what they are up to. They are in the process of digging a large, deep hole in the sand box.

"What are you guys up to?"
"We're digging an outhouse!"
"Okay, just don't use it. Poop and pee in the potty in the house inside."

Ike starts looking guilty.

"What's wrong Ike?"
"Would you get mad if we already used it?"
"Did you pee in the sandbox?"
"No."

A little prevacating happens at this point. There's some accusations of witholding truth. Finally he spits it out with some cajoling.

"I dug a hole behind the hot tub, pooped in it, and covered it up"
"yuck!"

I gave him a doggie poop bag, I had him get a shovel, and I made him clean it up. We then had a LONG discussion about how the potty in the house is the only place to be used for those activities.

Boys.

 

 

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in fifteen minutes,
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I am now recognizing that allanh should love this post...their birthday is in 3 weeks love!

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aelfie: (MnM Ike)
So lately Ike has been on a Princess kick. Starting in February he started asking for Fairy Princess wings. So I went and bought them and a crown too....you can't be a Princess without that crown. He was thrilled and danced all over this house wearing them.

He then promptly demanded Princess Dancing Shoes. That took a couple of days, but I found a used pair of red, sparkly, flat shoes ala Dorothy Gale. He loved them and went tromping around the house in those shoes driving us crazy with the noise.

Then came the request for a Princess Dancing Dress. Okay, no problem! Found a suitable (i.e. cheap, washable and worth saving for younger sisters use) dress and brought it home. Off came grungy boy clothes and on went this dress. I've got pictures of him climbing around his swing set dressed in this get up.

Okay, here's the kicker. I was telling this to my girlfriend BA who lives in Maine. She thought it was hysterical and wondered aloud where she could find a Princess dress to send him. I gave her a lead and off we went.

Yesterday. I had my friend R's little boy A over for the afternoon as she just had a baby 10 days ago (Bread on the water!). When we got home from the park there was a huge box waiting. Kicked the kids outside and opened it up. BA sent Ike his birthday present. Among the presents was (get this) the Disney Princess Dress Up Trunk. *snicker*snort*

I ripped that open immediately. Ike came in to see what the noise was. "Oh Mommy! Is that for me? Oh! Look at the dresses! Princess Dresses! And jewelery! And Princess Shoes!" Etc, etc. A on the other hand was looking at Ike gushing and asked "Don't you have any King dress up clothes?" So we compromised. A got the Crown, the jewelery, and a sword. Ike got the shoes.

Here's a pic of the happy couple.





You know? I can just hear [personal profile] allanh laughing and saying something like "That's my boy!"

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