When I was talking to Cake about cleaning up her room she started to cry and said “I try to keep it clean, but it’s just a natural Habitat for me!”
And then I tried REALLY hard not to laugh at her.
Do not meddle in the affairs of Dragons, you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup.
Here are a few things that I’ve overheard from my kids or conversations I’ve had with them in the last little while.
Cake: “Oh, I just LOVE the smell of art!”
Cake: upon seeing a fountain light show “It’s like splashy water colors!”
Lunchmeat: He wanted me to play a game with him and gave me a wand “You don’t hold a wand like that!” he critiqued me for about five minutes on my wand technique. I apparent stink at wands.
Peanut: This one is more me talking to Peanut, We were watching Star Wars Rebel’s and she was talking about how the new storm troopers were real people, unlike the clones. I said “Close are people too baby, clones are people too.” We then had quite the long discussion on if clones are real people or not.
So my children have this nimbus idea about the fact that I blog. They hear Husband say to me “You should blog about that.” and the idea has kind of grown from there. Every once in a while one of them will do something that they think is REALLY funny or REALLY cleaver and they will tell me I should put it on my blog.
The realization that my children had not idea what that meant came when I saw this.
I know it’s really blurry but it says “Cake’s Blog.”
So I’m guessing she thought that when I put stuff on my blog I would tape it on the roll? I’m not sure. But SUPER Cute.
Cake just walked in and saw me writing this, she is now SUPER EMBARRASSED and doesn’t want anyone to read it. So, if you read this, don’t tell her. Heheheheheheheeheh.
Cakie has always liked getting massages. Recently she has gotten into GIVING them, which is really great. She actually pretty good at it. The last little while she has been talking about being a ‘massagma therapist’ as she puts it, for a job. The other day as she was giving me a massage she told me that when she grew up she was going to be the best massagma therapist in the world so she would be hired by the president and make lots of money and help lots of people.
I love when you get insight into what you children are thinking and how they feel about themselves.
So, what do your children want to be when they grow up?
I have a lot of snarky things I’d like to write with the title above, but instead I’ll write about what actually happened.
Peanut asked me what I do for a living, that turned into a discussion on what computers are, what a database is and the difference between your computer and the internet (Which is something quite a few adults are fuzzy on). As I was talking with them (All the kids were there even though the question originated with Peanut) I felt it was a very good time to address computer safety again.
I explained to them that I have their user accounts set up so they will be safe for them, but that not everyone will have their computers set up that way and even though I’ve got the computers as safe as I can make them bad things might still get through.
The look of shock and horror on Cake’s face when I told her that some people put bad things on the computer was both funny and sad at the same time. Funny because of the look, sad because here I was teaching her that there are bad people in the world.
Cake got very concerned about the computers at school. She wanted to be sure that they were safe. She apparently doesn’t trust the computer teacher to do his job. I had to reassure her several times that the computers at the school were safe.
I told them that at some time they may be at friends houses using a computer and their computers might not be set up like ours, so it’s very important that they be careful when using other computers.
Then I told them that one of the bad things that people do with computers with put picture of naked people on them. Again the looks of horror from all three of my kids was something to behold. I told them that the bad guys are very sneaky with computers and that even if they are being careful a bad picture might pop up on the computer. I told them what I wanted them to do if that ever happened was to clap their hands over their eyes and turn away from the computer and call a grown-up for help. I then had them practice this several times.
Here comes the part that is actually funny.
A few days later Husband had the girls at the mall. They walked by Victoria Secret. Cake saw a picture in the window and immediately clapped her hands over her eyes, turned away and shouted “Help me Daddy, Help me Daddy!” She would not stop until he had walked her away.
The thing that makes this even more funny is that I had not had a chance to tell Husband about my conversation. He had no idea why Cake was doing what she was doing. He came home saying, “The weirdest thing happened.”
I was VERY happy to hear that Cake had done what she had been taught
So, have you ever had an internet safety conversation with your kids? How did you do it? What was the result?
I have come to the conclusion that accents are not based on where you live and grew up, but genetics.
Cake, has a TEXAS-as-in-east-Texas-deep-south accent that comes out from time to time.
Husband, is a Texan, but he does not have your typical Texan accent. I’ve been told I have no accent, so she didn’t get it from us. She has been to Texas a bunch of times, but not enough to pick up an accent. She’s done it since she was little from before you would think she would have the idea to fake an accent.
It’s always really funny to me the times she does it. It’s usually when she’s feeling very strongly about something, trying to make an important point, or doing a “well, duh” moment at someone. I guess that’s true of all people, when their emotions are strong their accents become stronger.
All I can think of to account for it is genetics. She is a Texan through and through, even though that’s not where she was born.
So, have you ever met someone who’s got an accent from somewhere they are not from?
“He (Lunchmeat) likes me to boss him!” My response: “Not he doesn’t, he get’s mad” “Only he likes it when he is being a Puppy”