A snippet of Adam and my dinner time conversation:
"Ouch!"
"What happened?"
"I cracked my feet knuckles!"
"Your what?"
"My feet knuckles."
"What are those?"
"You know, the knuckles in your feet. Jeesh."
After that, he started randomly singing a song; a song where I recognized the melody, but not quite the lyrics, according to Adam, "We found love in a hopeless place" by Rhianna, goes something like this:
You have blood travel in your veins,
you have blood travel in your veins.....
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
"Rabbit Rose" and the Groundhog
The week is young, and already my son has bestowed several gems of a saying upon us. I am going to share two of my favorites. The first one is "Rabbit Rose".
I met a couple of friends at a local park after school a couple of days ago for a playdate. The sun was shining, the skies were blue, the park was crowded, and it was nice for Adam and myself to catch up with friends. After a few rounds of tag and basically just running around the playstructure, Adam and his friend took to the grass and started spinning each other around. They came running over when I asked Adam what they were playing.
"Rabbit Rose." He exclaimed.
"What?"
"Rabbit Rose. Watch."
They started giggling the jingle and going around in a circle. I recognized the melody and the only coherent part I could catch was 'ashes, ashes, they all fall down." (That was a favorite of theirs, throwing themselves on the ground.) Well this game of Rabbit Rose got to be a bit intense as they started swinging each wildly, with Adam letting go and flying into one of the slides, knocking himself on the side of the head. Needless to say, he wasn't happy. Who knew childhood games could be so dangerous? AFter a few "I don't like him anymore!" minutes, he and his friend made up, and happily played until it was time to go. In the car, I asked Adam to sing the song for me, and it goes something like this (Oh, and he did it in a heavy metal tone, emphasis on the ashes, ashes lyric!)
Ring a rabbit rosie
A pocket full of cozy
Ashes ashes we all fall down.
Hey, who wouldn't want a pocket full of cozy?
And now, the groundhog. Apparantly Puxatawny Phil was a learning lesson in class the other day, and the kids decided to make a game up called "groundhog." Not quite sure how it goes as Adam was explaining it, because Michael and I were laughing so hard when he told us about "PHUXatway PILL." Um, honey....that's not how you say it!!
No children were harmed in the writing of this blog.....
I met a couple of friends at a local park after school a couple of days ago for a playdate. The sun was shining, the skies were blue, the park was crowded, and it was nice for Adam and myself to catch up with friends. After a few rounds of tag and basically just running around the playstructure, Adam and his friend took to the grass and started spinning each other around. They came running over when I asked Adam what they were playing.
"Rabbit Rose." He exclaimed.
"What?"
"Rabbit Rose. Watch."
They started giggling the jingle and going around in a circle. I recognized the melody and the only coherent part I could catch was 'ashes, ashes, they all fall down." (That was a favorite of theirs, throwing themselves on the ground.) Well this game of Rabbit Rose got to be a bit intense as they started swinging each wildly, with Adam letting go and flying into one of the slides, knocking himself on the side of the head. Needless to say, he wasn't happy. Who knew childhood games could be so dangerous? AFter a few "I don't like him anymore!" minutes, he and his friend made up, and happily played until it was time to go. In the car, I asked Adam to sing the song for me, and it goes something like this (Oh, and he did it in a heavy metal tone, emphasis on the ashes, ashes lyric!)
Ring a rabbit rosie
A pocket full of cozy
Ashes ashes we all fall down.
Hey, who wouldn't want a pocket full of cozy?
And now, the groundhog. Apparantly Puxatawny Phil was a learning lesson in class the other day, and the kids decided to make a game up called "groundhog." Not quite sure how it goes as Adam was explaining it, because Michael and I were laughing so hard when he told us about "PHUXatway PILL." Um, honey....that's not how you say it!!
No children were harmed in the writing of this blog.....
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