I just finished writing this blog. ANd yes, I realize HOW annoying it is. But I'm still going to blog it because I've been really bad about blogging lately. Take my advice, don't continue reading.
I LOVE when kids tell stories about their parents.
As I type, I have a little boy telling me about a helicopter who crashed. "The man inside had his arm fell off." Yes, all this while I'm typing. Now he is telling me that he never cries, "Never, ever, ever." OK, I thought I could listen and type but I think I missed a huge part of that story. His last sentence, "My mom kicks my butt on the bed, then she throws the blanket on me, and then turns off the light and says, 'Goodnight.'"
Before you get freaked out that he is being abused, this is the story that made me walk to the computer to type on the blog:
I just told him to go play games so I could type. He brought his toys back to MY desk and has been talking about how he loves Hawaii and how he thinks there is going to be a hurricane and how he hates hurricanes). He won't stop talking.
Abe: "Miss Elson, the warerabbit ate all the vegetables."
Me:"What's a warerabbit?"
Abe: "It's the warerabbit that ate all the vegetables. When he was little, he didn't eat any of his vegetables. But then he ate them and got big. Grummet ate all the melons."
Me: "Who is Grummet?"
Abe: "Wallace's dog."
(I think it's time for me to leave this conversation. It's just so random and fun...)
So, before you think I"m on crack, let me write down our previous conversation (the one that made me want to blog):
Abe: My mom and dad are being mean to each other.
Me: That's too bad.
Abe: Yeah, my mom wants to marry someone else. Someone who is nice to her.
Me: No... Your mom doesn't want to marry someone else.
Abe: Yes she does. My dad is mean to her.
Me: How is he mean to her?
Abe: When she is in asleep, he jumps on her. And burps in her face. She gets mad.
Me: Oh (trying to get work done)
Abe: Yeah. And she gets mad and comes and sleeps with me. But she kicks me out of the bed.
Me: What?
Abe: Yeah, she kicks me with her feet out of her bed.
Latest conversation:
Abe: Do you watch the news everyday?
Me: No, I don't have a TV.
Abe: Oh, so you just have fans and stuff?
Me: Yeah.
Abe: Where do you live?
Me: By Waimea Bay.
Abe: Do you know tidal waves?
Me: Yeah
They get really big and fall on the whole city and then everyone dies.
Me: Wow.
Abe: I like McDonald's
Abe: I think it's in Kaneohe
Abe: Do you know where Kaneohe is?...
I'm going to go home now.
Monday, February 27, 2006
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2 comments:
man! little kids are so random...and honest. that's hilarious!
Not annoying, super cute...but then again, I'm not the one who has to listen to this kid everyday! :) Poor little guy sounds like he's got a lot of confusing stuff going on, but hey, it makes for funny conversation...even if it is one sided!
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