Preschool Humor

August 14th, 2009

I have learned much in the past few years about the humor of 3-5 year olds. It is often not at all funny to an adult and it doesn’t even have to make sense to be funny. My children can get each other into that really giggly state telling jokes to each other like:

“What kind of dog like to cross the road?”
Answer: “Buddabayba” (or some other nonsense word).

Lately, however their humor has become more sophisticated and they like to hear jokes from other people. Unfortunately, the joke often gets lost in translation. For example, last night our dear friend, Kathryn, came over and stayed with the kids for a while. She told them the following joke:

Why to cows wear bells?
Answer: Because their horns don’t work.

Jane’s response to that was, “I know their horns don’t make noise.”

She had to have it explained to her what was funny.

What is amusing to a mother is when they try to retell jokes that adults think are funny. Tonight Jane told a joke that had her brothers rolling with laughter. Here it is:

Why don’t cow’s horns work?
Answer: Because no sound comes out of them. They have to wear bells!

Ronism

July 4th, 2009

On tasting shrimp:
“It tastes good. But it doesn’t taste good to me.”

Sparkles

May 10th, 2009

I noticed a piece of glitter on Jane’s cheek and mentioned it to her.  She said, “Oh, I know where it came from.”  I questioned where it originated expecting to hear about a craft she had done or toy with which she had played.  Her response:  “From my eyes.  You know, how you say I have sparkly eyes.”  I must confess she does, at the least, put a sparkle in my eyes.

A New Song

April 28th, 2009

I had meeting with my women’s group at church today.  When I picked up Jane and Ron from childcare after the meeting, one of the workers informed me that Ron sang a song for everyone today.  Since it was a song that he made up himself, no one else knew the words.  After it was over, Jane informed the worker that she knew the song because she lives with Ron.  As we were walking to the car, Jane told me more about Ron’s song.  She said, “It’s a song about race cars, but it’s kind of God-ish because he wanted it to be appropriate.”

Smiling Susan

April 16th, 2009

Susan has begun to smile.  It started a couple of days ago with a smile at her Daddy.  Then yesterday morning, she was literally beaming at her Daddy.  Yes, she is already a Daddy’s girl.  Today I finally got my turn.  I’m looking forward to getting a picture of her smiling face; it is beautiful!

He is Risen! Pictures from Easter

April 13th, 2009

Easter! Jane in her Easter dress and dollar spot hat from Daddy.

Susan in her picture dress – she’d worn it before, but it fits better now.


We do a family Easter basket of things for everyone. We all had a chocolate bunny.

Some enjoyed it more than others.

Others even more so.

Peter in the Big Boy Bed

April 12th, 2009

Peter is sleeping in the big boy bed now. He’s still learning to stay in it, so sometimes he has to go back in the crib.

The first night, he fell asleep like this. Not quite the victory position (hands straight up) but I guess this is the chill position.

Susan Michelle

March 12th, 2009

So we are only a few days behind in posting that our fourth child has arrived.  Susan Michelle arrived at 3:05pm, on Sunday, March 8th.  She was 21.25 inches long and 9lbs, 15oz!  She is one healthy girl!  Her sister and brothers are doing a great job in adjusting to our newest member and being great helps to their Mommy.

The Amazing Peter

February 18th, 2009

Phil and I often talk about how Peter is different from his older siblings.  An incident today illustrates this difference.  At lunch today, I pulled the highchair into the kitchen so that I could finish washing dishes while Peter ate his lunch.  I pulled the tray off the chair and called Peter to see if he was ready for lunch.  I turned my back to the chair to clean off some of the crumbs leftover from breakfast.  By the time I turned around Peter had not only come to the kitchen, but had climbed up into the high chair and was sitting waiting for me to give him his lunch.  I have no idea how or when he learned to do that and I’m very thankful the chair didn’t tip over.

Sharp Ron

January 21st, 2009

Tonight, Jane was working on some homework from her preschool. She had to color the items that began with the letter “p”. Ron was sad that he didn’t have any homework (that won’t last long). I was able to find some worksheets on the internet that had a similar task: color the animals that start with the letter “p”. When I checked on him, I noticed he was coloring all of the animals. I decided to see if he could figure out which animals began with “p”, the conversation went something like this:

“Hey Ron, which animals start with ‘P’?”

“‘P’ is for ‘pig’!”

“What about this animal?”

“I don’t know what that is.”

“It’s a penguin. What letter does p-p-p-penguin start with?”

“‘P’!”

“What about this ‘puppy’? What letter does p-p-p-puppy start with?”

“‘D’!”

“P-p-p-puppy? Puppy starts with ‘d’?”

“Yes! Puppy starts with ‘D’”

[We went around a few times.]

“No, puppy starts with ‘p’.”

“Puppy starts with ‘d’, its ‘dog’!”