I'm the daddy

Chrys got a new tie from his sister for Christmas. Corin found it and (loosely) wrapped it around his neck. Then he starts walking around the living room with his chest puffed up and his arms out to the side. I grinned. Then he starts chanting, "I'm the daddy" in his best gruff daddy voice. I lost it. He smiled ear to ear.

I wish I had gotten a picture. The boy knows how to work an audience.

Well, that makes sense

M: Dude, why are your cars up in the sky?
C: Because they went up the ramp and flew like woooo up in the sky to the next ramp.
M: ...




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On being a daddy

Tonight at dinner, we were discussing how long Chrys would be a daddy.

He was trying to argue that it would be about 17 more years (until N was 18). I pointed out that he would always be a daddy. He tried to emphasize this with Corin.

Daddy: "When you're a granddaddy, what will I be?"
Corin: "Dead?"

Yeah...not quite what we were looking for. I bust out laughing and then had to make sure that he knew it was because he played a good joke on daddy and not because I was laughing at him. Oy.


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Crack!

That was the noise Corin made while eating nachos tonight.

I asked him to please spot out whatever that was because it couldn't be good for his teeth.

Turns out, it was his tooth. His first lost tooth. Lower right front. There is a whole lot of new tooth already showing behind the new space. He was pretty tickled. And surprised.

I wonder if the Tooth Fairy dresses up for Halloween?



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Escalating

I was volunteering in Corin's class last week. They were doing small reading groups with the teacher while I helped others with "center" activities. I was stapling, attaching brads, an helping them remember the directions so I didn't get to listen to the reading.

As I was leaving, the teacher called me over. Apparently Corin's group was reading a book about people fighting and Corin had taken the opportunity to tell her they were "escalating". She was very impressed with his vocabulary and that he used it correctly. I was amused.

At least one of them hears me when I tell them to stop fighting and not escalate the situation.


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