Thursday, June 3, 2010

If I Were A Bird, I Could Fly To The Store...

A quick interruption before the post... I still have three giveaways going on. Enter to win a week of summer day camp for ages 5-12 here, a fun Shrek-tacular prize pack here, or a $25 Wal-Mart gift card here.


Yesterday, Mister Man was putting his library books back on the bookshelf where they belong and generally helping me clean up the playroom. Unfortunately, he tripped slightly over the kiddy jumper and stubbed his toe.

I was on the floor about six feet away buried under small pieces of toys that I was trying to sort, and really... it was a stubbed toe, something he unfortunately someday needs to learn to be able to shake off. He immediately lifted his foot off the ground and made the face where he's about to cry.

Hey Mister, c'mon over here, and I'll take a look at your toe.

All I got was a head shake in return.

Remember what I told you before? For something like this, the more you use it, the more blood will go to the area and make it feel better.

Another head shake.

Sweet Pea, come over here if you want me to help you with it.

He started hopping on one foot, something he's really not yet coordinated enough to do, especially not with half a room between us.

My husband piped up then, Just do it like you did when doing the swim test the other day. Remember when you were tired but you found a way to do it even though it was really hard? You just took a deep breath and swam anyway.

Mister Man looked at my husband with a very puzzled look on his face. But Daddy, I'm not in water. How can I possibly swim to you?

Yep, that's my boy... the smartest little kid I know, but sometimes ohhhh sometimes he cracks me up with the things that fly right over his head.

PS He was fine. We got him to play-swim over, and he was fine by the time he reached me. As I figured he would be.


Alexis AKA MOM June 3, 2010 at 11:00 PM  

Is that like asking a person about a white elephant when they have hiccups? hehe

Poor guy but glad he could swim it off :)

Alexis AKA MOM June 3, 2010 at 11:00 PM  
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WeaselMomma June 4, 2010 at 6:47 AM  

Oh, he is too cute!

Karen June 4, 2010 at 7:00 AM  

It's the genius in him. Unfortunately the uber-smart seem to not get the subtle things. I'm glad he found a way to "shake it off."

Kori June 4, 2010 at 9:23 AM  

That's funny because I always have told my kids to jump up and down on the other foot and it would magically make it better, and by time they got to the point where they COULD jump up and down, the pain WAS magically gone.

Melissa June 4, 2010 at 11:11 AM  

I love how kids can be sososososo smart (my son names the continents and dinosaurs) but they take everything so. literally.

Thanks for the chuckle on a stressful morning!

Donald June 4, 2010 at 2:50 PM  

No matter what Ryan hurts, I kiss his ear. He starts to giggle and direct me to the proper area to kiss. I stick with the ear, and he seems to forget what started the whole thing in the first place.

Tara R. June 4, 2010 at 5:47 PM  

You are so much nicer than I am. I usually ask my kids if they want me to stomp their other toe to take their minds off the first hurt. I'm thoughtful like that.

anymommy June 4, 2010 at 10:24 PM  

It's awesome how their minds work sometimes.

Anonymous June 5, 2010 at 2:13 AM  

Such a cute story! Kids are so funny.

Pat June 5, 2010 at 10:44 AM  

Wise parents. Children are so concrete/literal at times...that's what makes them so funny/adorable.

Michelle June 5, 2010 at 9:46 PM  

Alexis - A white elephant what? I don't think I've ever heard of that one before.

WeaselMomma - Isn't he though?

Karen - Ummm yeah. That and the autism sneaking in, too :) I will say one of my most brilliant book smart friends was also the dumbest blonde I ever met.

Kori - Interesting theory. We're still working on the hopping on one foor though... and we have lots of non-foot injuries to abate, too, sadly.

Melissa - It's amazing what they latch onto, isn't it? Don't get me started on dinosaurs. Or Star Wars.

Don - True, but Ryan is still little. That works less well on an overly sensitive six year old, ya know? :)

Tara - Nicer? My usual refrain is "no blood, no foul." I don't think that qualifies as exactly nice.

Stacey - Absolutely. I just wish I could figure them out a little more often.

NYCGirl - They are. Frustrating as all get out sometimes, but funny, too!

Pat - Part of what makes them so adorable anyway :) There's lots to love about them!

septembermom June 8, 2010 at 8:56 PM  

That made me smile. Thanks!

Mrs4444 June 13, 2010 at 2:29 AM  

Ah, the literal thinking. It makes perfect sense that he would think his dad was a lunatic, haha. Glad it all worked out :)

Michelle June 14, 2010 at 11:11 PM  

Kelly - Hey, glad I could get a smile out of you :)

Mrs4444 - Yep, that's my literal thinker! Of course I think his dad is a lunatic sometimes, too ;)

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