John, you’ve been ratted out

Me: I think you like noodles and cheese. (For the record, we’re talking real noodles and real parmesan, not KD.) Katherine: I LOVE noodles and cheese. Me: What do you like about noodles and cheese? K: The cheese. I like the cheese. Me: So you’re just in it for the parmesan? K: Mmm-hmmm. Just for…

More potty mouth

Me: “I’m really proud of how you’re using the potty, Katherine.” Katherine: “I’m using the potty and when I do the pee I can get Spenser.” (Spenser is a train from Thomas the Tank Engine) Me: “We’ll see. Maybe if you use the potty a few times we could get a train.” Katherine: “If I…

Toilet talk with the kid

K: “When Daddy gets home I will show him how to use the toilet.” Me: “I’m sure he’ll be fascinated.” K: “Yeah, he will be. We will do it together” Me (in reference to an earlier “situation”): “It’s a lot easier to use the potty without pants on, isn’t it?” K (shaking head sadly and…

Katherine’s musical “evolution”

Katherine has discovered music videos. The somewhat dated adult pop music kind. To be precise, she found Herman’s Hermits. I have a couple of mp3s of Herman’s Hermits playing on Ed Sullivan and had not realised that they were, in fact, mpegs. I upgraded Winamp today and it must have changed some file associations, because…

Anatomically correct – an Olympic moment

My perspasive and succinct husband commented on seeing the spandex suits of the short-track mens’ speedskating teams, apropos of nothing at all, “Huh. They have nipples.” You’d think he’d know better than to voice such thoughts aloud. Immediately a small, parroting, screeching voice promptly picked up the chorus and leapt around the house screaming, “NIPPLES! NIPPLES! THEY HAVE NIPPLES!” The…