Good-Bye, My Little Robot

So...Phil is no longer a robot. He hasn't been saying that much for the past few months and I finally asked him this weekend. He said the spell was broken and he is no longer a robot.

(I guess it was bound to end sometime ~ he's been a robot for about a year or so, I guess. Not sure when it started exactly but it ended about the time he started Kindergarten.)

Now he says he has an imaginary friend ~ Hayden. Not sure he understands what imaginary means but he insists Hayden is his best friend as well.

BBQ and Waffles

This morning Philip asked me for a stick of BBQ.

Huh?

So he went to the freezer and pointed at the top of the door.

Oooohhhh! Barbecue flavored beef jerky. Gotcha.

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Tonight he went to bed with a Eggo Waffle box on his head. He does this sometimes. So I said, "OK, waffle box, I guess you and I will do the prayer tonight."

I started doing the prayer and Phil threw off his box and yelled, "Boo!" So I, of course, said, "Ahhhhh!"

And he started laughing and laughing. He thought it was hysterical that he 'scared' me.

It's so funny to hear a little kid laugh like that.

Time for Sports

A couple of weeks ago, Philip came up to me and said just out of the blue, "I think I'd like to play tee-ball next year."

So, we'll see how this goes! Especially, with FOUR of them in base/soft/tee-ball at once! Holy crap! I kind of wished he would wait until Hayden could drive before he wanted to play sports!

Quotes

Taking out the old quotes...

"You can discover more about a person in an hour of play than in a year of conversation." - Plato

"'Today was good. Today was fun. Tomorrow is another one." - Dr Suess

"The thing about growing up with Fred and George,' said Ginny thoughtfully, 'is that you sort of start thinking anything's possible if you've got enough nerve.'" - J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

Life is Unfair

Me: "Phil, I have to run back to work for a little while."

Phil: "OK. I'll be over here blowing bubbles."

Kindergarten is Hard Work

So on Tuesday, Philip passed out on the floor after school. He did wake up in time to have a PB&J before going to bed. Today he put himself to bed right after supper.

Phil's Lite Brite Art

PICTURE


 I asked, "Is it a Christmas Tree?" He said, "No, it's a chemical powered de-lax." (I have no idea where he gets these things.)