The Journey of One Extraordinary Middle Child and his 2 Siblings

Ryder is my middle child. He is 6 years old. Ryder loves being silly. He loves chocolate. He celebrates his individuality.
I hope you enjoy his view of the world as much as I do.

Friday, October 26, 2012

Females, Moles, and More

Random life recordings from the week:

Reading the glossary section in the back of Parker's library book about fireflies, I ask the boys if they know the definitions of different words.
Me:  Female?  What does female mean?
Ryder:  A deer with no antlers.



Parker: The skin broke and that mole came out.
Me:  What?
Parker:  In my mouth.  I have that mole.
Me:  Oh....You have mean your molars came in.
Parker:  Yeah, that's what I said.



Discussing rules, staying safe, etc., after an incident of Ryder running across the street to the neighbor's yard without asking.
Me:  Why does Mommy have rules?  Am I just trying to be mean?
Parker:  No.  You want us to be safe.  
Me:  That's right.  What is my very most important job as a mom?
Ryder:  To clean stuff.

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