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Swords

July 9th, 2010 by WithaK

Hayden upon hearing the word “stupid”: Awww! He said the s-word. Actually, did you know there are two s-words?

Me, cringing: Really? What’s the other one?

Hayden: I can’t say it because it’s an s-word but it rhymes with “hut up”

Me: Oh! Oh, thank god.


Spontenudity

February 25th, 2009 by WithaK

Hayden has taken to randomly stripping around the house. We’ll be hanging out and playing and all of the sudden - BAM - naked 4 year-old. He’s got nudity Tourette’s or something.

This weekend as Brie and I were working in the kitchen while the boys were playing. Hayden was running around between the living room and the kitchen.

Suddenly he bursts into the kitchen bare-ass naked singing “I have a penis! I have a penis!” then suddenly covering his shame he changed the song to “I have a penis and you can’t see it! I have a penis and you can’t see it!

He’s also taken up the habit of shouting “Tada!” every time he strips, but I’m pretty sure he gets that from me…

Fortunately this hasn’t happened in the grocery store. Yet.


Sledding

January 28th, 2009 by WithaK

We’re enjoying a nice snow day here with no chance of being dug out any time soon. While personally being excited about getting a snow day during Wintereenmas being a parent has brought back the awesomeness of one important snow day tradition: sledding.

Snow days remain some of my purest childhood memories. Kids always put aside their petty differences; snow suited up and grabbed their sleds. Ramps were made, tunnels were dug and snowballs thrown.

Hayden and I managed to get properly attired this morning (a 15 minute affair including two bathroom breaks) and ventured out into the still falling snow. We’ve got a pretty good sledding hill in our backyard now, though we’ll likely be moving soon (capitalizing on the current state of the housing market) and our likely new house doesn’t have a hill.

On our last run today our inflatable sled of 3 years tore open. We weren’t heartbroken; After all, there was hot chocolate to be had inside. I hope we can find another hill so that I’ll need to repair the sled, but if not we still have snowballs and snow angels and forts and snowmen.