Roen's Restorative Soap Tonic

The kids have been into potions lately. Simone was ill today and Roen very kindly looked after her. He played with her. He made her tea. He even made "medicine" for her. I heard him announce that while I was busy in the kitchen. I had visions of him feeding Simone soap, so I was shouting at Simone not to drink anything Roen gave her. Roen was exasperated. He said, "She's not going to drink it for real! I put tape over the cup!" Sure enough he had. He made a lovely foamy blue "medicine" out of hand soap and mouth wash that was thoughtfully covered in tape so she could safely pretend to drink. He's so practical even when pretending. :)

eavesdropping on an egg

Almost everytime I say goodnight to Roen in the last few months, he balls up in his blanket and pretends to be an egg. He wants me to put my head on the egg and listen to what is going on inside. Sometimes, the egg denizen is watching TV. Sometimes, he's playing video games. Lately, he's been singing "Beans, beans The musical fruit! The more you eat the more you toot!" Tonight, the egg sang and then the egg denizen said, "I'm hungry for some beans. Too bad there's no restaurant in here!"

Mistakes can be funny

Roen was doing his school work. While writing, he accidentally wrote "tree men pooshed jesebell" instead of "three men pushed Jezebel". We had a lot of laughter and talk about what "pooshing" might be. It was decided that pooshing described how a treeman whammed you with it's branch arms. Roen was happy to discover that mistakes are sometimes quite funny. He also discovered a new word.

silence is golden for some and painful for others

Simone is quite the talker. It's nice sometimes and disruptive at other times such as during lesson. Today, I told her she couldn't talk anymore until she finished her phonics worksheet. She looked at me sadly and said, "I can't do that. If I don't open my mouth, it will start hurting!"

wrong mommy

We went to the library yesterday. We got our books and headed to the circulation desk. We got part way there and I realized that only Simone was behind me. I asked her what happened to Roen but she didn't know. He'd been trailing along behind us with his nose in a book, so I was baffled at his disappearance. We headed back toward the kids room to find him when I spotted Roen out of the corner of my eye -- walking out the door of the library! He was following another mom with a daughter who had a pink coat. We must've crossed paths and Roen followed the wrong one. I went running out of the library shouting at him. He still had his nose in his book. He was startled and embarrassed when he came back. I told him I did the same thing myself when I was about his age.