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Kidspeak – Out of the mouths of babes…

Xan and I love lounging on the sofa together

My gorgeous son, Xander (who will be four years old in September – where has the time gone?!) has the ability to melt me with the simplest sweet nothing, or stop me in my tracks with some profound pondering.

Here are a few of his latest that have made me laugh, smile or shake my head in disbelief:

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Do small kids know something we don’t?
After my in-laws’ dog, Ellie, passed away, Xan started asking questions, but stunned me with his own idea of what happens when we die…

Xan: Ellie died, didn’t she?
Me: Yes, she did.
Xan: Why did she die?
Me: She’s been alive for a very long time and was very unwell and her body wasn’t working properly any more. She was in a lot of pain, so she just stopped living and now she doesn’t hurt any more.
Xan: Oh. That’s a good thing then, isn’t it?
Me: Yes, I suppose it is.
Xan: She’s buried in the garden, isn’t she?
Me: Yes, she is.
Xan: But that’s just her body – Ellie isn’t really in there any more.
Me: Is that right?

Later that day…
Xan: Mummy, if I died, you and Daddy would cry forever, wouldn’t you?
Me: Yes, I think we would because we would miss you so much.
Xan: But it’s OK, because I would just go to be a baby again. I just wouldn’t be YOUR baby any more!
Me: Is that right?
Xan: So, has Ellie gone to be a puppy again?
Me: If that’s what happens, then I think she must have done.
Xan: That’s good. Because Ellie was a nice dog.

More on life after death…
While walking home from nursery, Xander suddenly came out with this…

Xan: Mummy, I used to be a grown up, you know.
Me: Is that so?
Xan: Yes, I was a Daddy. But I wasn’t married – she had to go to be a baby again.
Me: You were a Daddy? Did you have boys or girls?
Xan: I had ten boys and one girl, and YOU were my little girl, Mummy! But now I’m a little boy again and it’s YOUR turn to be MY Mummy!

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder!
Our morning routine seldom varies, and it was time for me to get myself ready to face the world…

Me: I’m off to do my face.
Xan: Why?
Me: To make myself look all beautiful.
Xan: Mummy, you don’t need to paint your face.
Me: Oh, I do, darling. I need to make myself all pretty.
Xan: You DON’T need to paint our face to make yourself pretty, Mummy, because you’re already beautiful!

Overcoming fears
I’ve always been terrified of spiders – even the tiniest ones – but I’m determined not to pass that phobia on to my son, so I’ve been very brave and am now able to get quite close to small ones, but they still wig me out on the inside. Today there was a spider the size of my thumb nail in the bath tub. I was so brave and my son will never know it!

Xan: Mummy, look! Incy Wincy spider is in our bath! I think he can’t get out!
Me: That’s alright, darling, he’s just having a little wander around and Daddy will rescue him later when he gets home from work.
Xan: Why don’t YOU rescue him, Mummy?
(Big gulp and minor panic on the inside whilst still smiling on the outside!)
Me: Alright, I’ll just get something to help. (I get some card and a plastic container) Come on, Incy Wincy, you can walk onto the card and I’ll take your outside.
Xan: Why do you need the card and pot for him, Mummy?
Me: That’s so we don’t scare Incy Wincy. We’re a lot bigger than he is and we don’t want to scare him, do we? (Xan shakes his head) So we let him walk onto the card, then we pop the pot over him – see? It’s clear so he can still see where we’re going and not get scared, but he won’t fall off either. See? He’s not scared at all because he knows we’re helping him and being careful!
I deposit said spider on the veranda
Xan: That was very kind of you, Mummy – now Incy Wincy can go home to HIS Mummy!

What has YOUR kid said that made you smile today?

Kid-Speak Sunday

Being a Mum is the best job in the world and sometimes there’s the added bonus of hearing your kids come out with an absolute gem…

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Kid-Speak Sunday

Being a Mum is the best job in the world and sometimes there’s the added bonus of hearing your kids come out with an absolute gem…

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Kid-Speak Sunday

Being a Mum is the best job in the world and sometimes there’s the added bonus of hearing your kids come out with an absolute gem…

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Kid-speak Sunday

Being a Mum is the best job in the world and sometimes there’s the added bonus of hearing your kids come out with an absolute gem…

Xander hasn’t been very well this week – a cough and a high temperature have made him feel rather under the weather, but it hasn’t stopped him being a sweet little boy. In fact, I’ve found that when he’s ill, he tends to be on his best behaviour – perhaps because he doesn’t have the energy to act up! Continue reading

Kid-speak Sunday

Being a Mum is the best job in the world and sometimes there’s the added bonus of hearing your kids come out with an absolute gem…

The festive season is fast approaching and although as I type this I am all sorted in the gift shopping and wrapping department, we have started to tentatively approach the subject of Santa Claus with Xander who, at three-years-old, is now getting to an age where he might start to understand such things. So far he shown more than a little apprehension at the thought of a strange man creeping into our home while we’re all sleeping (which is fair enough, really), but all year he’s said he would really like some bridges for his train set. Continue reading

Kid-speak Sunday

Being a Mum is the best job in the world and sometimes there’s the added bonus of hearing your kids come out with an absolute gem…

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We all know kids love watching television (well, most of them do) and they get bombarded with all kinds of shows aimed at them, from Ballamory to In the Night Garden to Mr Bloom’s Nursery to I Can Cook. However, it’s not always the kids’ shows they like best, as was proven to me this week.

Xander has recently taken an interest in helping me in the kitchen. Mostly I’m baking when he wants to lend a hand – biscuits, cakes, scones, you name it, I’ve baked it – but he’s also been slowly creeping into wanting to help me make our meals too. It started with pizza – helping make he base from scratch, spreading the sauce, grating the cheese, and adding the toppings – but it’s happening more and more often with other foods too.

Although I love cooking, I think one of the main reasons Xander has suddenly shown an interest in the kitchen is because we’ve been watching Fabio Viviani‘s Chow Ciao videos on Yahoo together and he really enjoys them. In fact, whenever we watch one of those videos, Xander shouts out,

“Chow Ciao, Fabio!”

Then he snuggles on my lap and watches, all the while giving a running commentary on what’s happening, “Look, Mummy, he’s putting the oil in. Now he’s got the tomatoes. Now he’s got it on the cooker. Mmmmm it looks yummy. Is it tasty, Fabio?”

So, it seems that children’s shows can take a back seat once in a while, and we can watch a cookery show or two, even if they’re all under seven minutes long, and we can both learn something new together.

And then we can try to recreate  it together in the kitchen!

What did your kid say lately?

Kid-speak Sunday

Being a Mum is the best job in the world and sometimes there’s the added bonus of hearing your kids come out with an absolute gem…

We’re always hearing about how demanding kids are for the latest toy or gadget they’ve seen advertised (we cheat and get around it by making sure the only TV channel Xander ever sees is CBeebies as it has no adverts!), but more often than not, all they really want is to spend time with us, and often doing an activity that costs very little, if not nothing at all.

Take last week, for example. Xander and I had an impromptu day of culture when he decided that he wanted to go to the library to pick out some new books for us to read together. Usually we would hop on the bus there and back, but this time, Xander decided he wanted to walk into town. So we did.

Then we got to the library and had a lovely time choosing a batch of books. Then it was time to go, but Xan wasn’t ready to go home just yet. Instead he said,

“I want to go to the art gallery. I really like the art gallery!”

We’d been a couple of times before and he’d enjoyed it, but I hadn’t realised how much he’d enjoyed it. Entry to the gallery is free too. (The photo I’ve used today shows Xander gazing with glee at one of his favourite exhibits – I guess art is in the eye of the beholder, because I just don’t “get” this particular piece.) Then he fancied a stroll through the graveyard across the road (just like me, he has a great love of graveyards!). And then he decided he wanted to walk home, rather than get the bus.

He was absolutely shattered when we got home, but we’d had a lovely day and it hadn’t cost us a single penny.

Sometimes it takes a child to remind us the best things in life really are free!

What did your kid say lately?

Kid-speak Sunday

Being a Mum is the best job in the world and sometimes there’s the added bonus of hearing your kids come out with an absolute gem…

Everyone parent I know likes to think their kid is special in some way and I’m no exception – Xan is a smart little lad who knows all his letters, can do basic spelling and is beginning to recognise some written words; can do basic addition and subtraction; and is a wonderfully sensitive and loving boy.

See? He’s special! He’s the best little lad in the world and, of course, we want him to know that, so we tell him. The other day, though, Xander surprised me with his response to praise and being told he’s special:

“I’m not special. I’m ordinary. I’m just Xander!”

He said it with a smile too.

And you know what? I’m glad. I’m so pleased that he’s happy just being who he is. It’s perfectly alright for him to be an ordinary little boy, doing what three-year-old boys do and having fun.

I only hope I don’t ever put too much pressure on him to be anything other than himself. It’s difficult to get the right balance between being encouraging and supportive of your child, and going overboard, being pushy and instilling a belief in your child that they must always do better.

I, for one, will be happy if Xan just tries his best. Whether he comes first or last, so long as he’s done the best that he can do, that’s fine by me. I love him just the way he is and I always will. Now I just have to get him to realise it’s alright that Mummy and Daddy think he’s a little smasher, because he is!

What did your kid say lately that made you smile, laugh, cry, or simply think twice?

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