Sometimes, I write these things just so I will remember them. If you don't want to read about this shit, that's absolutely both fine AND understandable.
While I disdain mommy-blogging as being not cool enough (as if any blogging doesn't make me instantly hipster, and therefore, douchy), I am giving in and bragging today.
My older son has straight A's. Two of which are over 100% (obviously, not math grades, as anything over 100% doesn't really make sense).
My younger son has been doing workbooks, the kind you do to learn your letters and numbers and how to make those things with a pencil.
(aside: What's worse than Grease on Olivia Newton John?)*
Anyway, so he's been all sorts of awesome at these activities, and here he was, yesterday with three cookies in his hand.
PHead: "I am going to eat one now, and two in the car."
Me: "Wow. What would happen if you had four cookies and ate one?"
PHead: "I would have three left."
Me: "What if you had two cookies and ate one?"
PHead: "I would only have one left."
Me: "What if you had three cookies, and ate two?"
PHead: "I would only have one left, dummy."
(okay, he didn't say dummy, just implied it.)
Math. He's getting all mathy. I told him that we can use the word "Minus" to mean take away, and we started saying things like "3 minus 2 equals 1."
Yesterday, he was perusing daddy's Not-Pancake House menu.
"This is coffee," he said, pointing at a picture of coffee.
"Yep," I said. "Can you find the word that says coffee?"
"Cuh-cuh-cuh," he said. "Fuh-fuh-fuh." Then he pointed at the word Coffee, having recoginzed "C" for Cuh and "F" for Fuh.
"Wow," I said. "So how do you spell coffee?"
He read it off the page. "C-O-F-F-E-E."
Reading. Mathy AND reading.
We did the same with "Bacon" and "Eggs."
Not a toddler anymore. A preschooler.
Can someone please show me how to show his little left-handedness how to hold a pencil?
And the big one is more than 100%. What a good week.
In other news, I have these earrings, which I am wearing Saturday night. Do you envy me? You should.
Additionally, look how long my eyelashes are. ROCK.
Okay, talk amongst yourselves now. You can choose from, "Hey, I didn't even know her ears were pierced!" or "Eighties music is much better now than it was in the eighties."
*Come on Eileen!
My older son has straight A's. Two of which are over 100% (obviously, not math grades, as anything over 100% doesn't really make sense).
My younger son has been doing workbooks, the kind you do to learn your letters and numbers and how to make those things with a pencil.
(aside: What's worse than Grease on Olivia Newton John?)*
Anyway, so he's been all sorts of awesome at these activities, and here he was, yesterday with three cookies in his hand.
PHead: "I am going to eat one now, and two in the car."
Me: "Wow. What would happen if you had four cookies and ate one?"
PHead: "I would have three left."
Me: "What if you had two cookies and ate one?"
PHead: "I would only have one left."
Me: "What if you had three cookies, and ate two?"
PHead: "I would only have one left, dummy."
(okay, he didn't say dummy, just implied it.)
Math. He's getting all mathy. I told him that we can use the word "Minus" to mean take away, and we started saying things like "3 minus 2 equals 1."
Yesterday, he was perusing daddy's Not-Pancake House menu.
"This is coffee," he said, pointing at a picture of coffee.
"Yep," I said. "Can you find the word that says coffee?"
"Cuh-cuh-cuh," he said. "Fuh-fuh-fuh." Then he pointed at the word Coffee, having recoginzed "C" for Cuh and "F" for Fuh.
"Wow," I said. "So how do you spell coffee?"
He read it off the page. "C-O-F-F-E-E."
Reading. Mathy AND reading.
We did the same with "Bacon" and "Eggs."
Not a toddler anymore. A preschooler.
Can someone please show me how to show his little left-handedness how to hold a pencil?
And the big one is more than 100%. What a good week.
In other news, I have these earrings, which I am wearing Saturday night. Do you envy me? You should.
Additionally, look how long my eyelashes are. ROCK.
Okay, talk amongst yourselves now. You can choose from, "Hey, I didn't even know her ears were pierced!" or "Eighties music is much better now than it was in the eighties."
*Come on Eileen!
I do envy you your earrings!
What is the opposite of a hippie?
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Thank you! I returned them to their rightful owner today, but it made me sad.
I think the opposite of "hippie" is "lizard".
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I already knew that the older one was a genius, but I'm now officially declaring you the mother of two geniuses. That was the official notification you were waiting for, right?
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Of course it was! Thank you for the validation!!
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