My daughter had a tantrum the other day and called me “the worst piece of cheese ever” and I think I have a new favorite insult.
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Horses Held
My 7yo: “Uuuugh, this is taking forever. When am I going to get to go to bed?
Me, brushing her hair: “Hold your horses, sweetheart, I just started.”
Her: *giggles, sticks her hands in the air, as though holding something up*
Me: “…Either you’re very strong or those are some very tiny horses.”
Her: “They’re horses the size of a car.”
Me: “My goodness, you are very strong.”
Her, matter-of-factly: “Uh-huh.”
Later…
Me: “Thank you for being so still and patient. I think you can put your horses down now.”
Her, lowering her hands: “Uuuuugh, I’m so tiiiiired, I just want to go to bed.”
Me: “Hey, why are you whining all of a sudden? You’re about to go to bed right now.”
Her: “I put my horses down, so now I don’t have any patience again.”
Me: “Ah, I see. Well, in that case, maybe you should pick them back up again.”
Her: “Okay.”
Her: *goes to bed with her hands in the air, behaving like an angel*
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My Daughter Is A-maze-ing
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Earth Hero
Fighter (my daughter’s imaginary friend that pilots all her favorite toys) is named “Earth Hero” now.
That’s because a little while ago, there was a huge army of bad guys that wanted to “kill the Earth” (!) and all the good guys fought them, but then all the good guys except Fighter died and there was still a bus (?) full of bad guys left, but Fighter was able to kill them all at once with super bombs that were also bullets, and then he brought all the good guys back to life.
(That’s not a Deus Ex Machina, by the way, both of those abilities were already canon. Fighter–sorry, I mean Earth Hero–can do basically anything.)
Watching your kids learn how to use language and make art is one of the best parts of parenting!
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Feeding Off Each Other’s Energy
My 5 year old is currently at that stage of development where “If big sis does it, it must be the best!” My 7 year old, meanwhile, is at the point in her development where her little sibling’s attention is starting to be enjoyable more often than annoying.
An unfortunate consequence of all this wonderful sibling bonding is that trying to get both of them to stop being rowdy at the same time is like playing the world’s least fun game of whack-a-mole.
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Darndest
5 year old, giving me a hug: “I love you, dad. You’re such a great dad.”
Me: “Aww, thank you baby. You’re a great kid, too.”
5 yo: “I just smelled the way you would taste if I were to eat you.”
Me: “O…kay…”
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In Search of Secrets 