Imagine my shock when Autumn decided to watch Finding Bigfoot on television, instead of her usual Phineas and Ferb.
Finding Bigfoot was a show that I thought would be cool to watch when it first premiered--the unknown, the suggestion that something might exist but little proof is available. No different than ghosts, aliens and UFOs, if you ask me. After I watched a few episodes, I soon realized that this would be a show that I would continue recording...not for the coolness factor, but for the entertainment factor. These people are so absolutely convinced that every knock or stick snapping is Bigfoot himself, and ohmygoodness, that is *just* what Bigfoot would do! (After all, they *know* him!)
I digress. Back to my story. Autumn turned on Finding Bigfoot, and announced this is what she would be watching. As hokey as the show is, the mom in me said...nightmare alert, nightmare alert! I didn't want any bad dreams to come from this big hairy figment of everyone's imagination, but she insisted. She sat. She watched. And later asked me, "Hey Momo, did they ever find Bigfoot?"
She was hooked. I thought it was kind of cute. She wasn't bothered by the suggestion that such a weird thing exists, and--knock on wood--hasn't had any weird dreams.
Then, she turned on Ghost Hunters. The name nightmare alert for me. I love Ghost Hunters. I have every season on DVD. But it's not something I want my five year old to watch! If *I* don't like watching it in the dark, why would my kid want to watch it during the day?! But she insisted. And I explained to her that if she got scared or bothered, we would turn it off, and that she needed to understand that sometimes people think they hear or see different things but maybe they actually didn't see those things like they thought. She shook her head, said she understood...and proceeded to watch Ghost Hunters.
She asked plenty of questions about it. I answered as best as I could. But never once did she say, "Mommy, I'm scared!"
The open-mindedness of kids? Perhaps. I do know one thing though - the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I love television like that.
Friday, January 13, 2012
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
A New Addition to Autumn's Lexicon...
Autumn learned a new word today...from Mike Rowe. You know, the "Dirty Jobs" dude. We happened to have "Dirty Jobs" on television before Autumn's bath, and she watched incredulously as Mike Rowe was helping deliver calves. "Ewww, what is that? Ewww why is he doing that?"
After Mike delivered one himself, the vet who coached him asked Mike what the calf was, a boy or a girl. He fumbled around and pointed at something and asked if it was boy parts. The woman replied, "That's a nutsack."
Of course. OF COURSE!!! Autumn had to repeat it. "What's a nutsack?" she asked.
Todd laughed nervously. I giggled because it's funny hearing a five year old repeat words like that. She asked again.
"What's a nutsack?"
I told her, "It's a not so nice word to describe boy private parts. If you repeat it again, I will make you write sentences."
She sat quietly for a few seconds before she groaned, "Ugggggh, I just have to say it one more time! I have to! I can't help it!"
I said, "No, you don't need to say it. If you do, you're writing sentences."
Autumn sighed, and looked at me sneakily. "Nuts," she said. "Nuts. I really want nuts."
I cut my eyes in her direction and she giggled. "A pack of nuts. Oh, I just want a pack of nuts. Nuts in packs!"
After Mike delivered one himself, the vet who coached him asked Mike what the calf was, a boy or a girl. He fumbled around and pointed at something and asked if it was boy parts. The woman replied, "That's a nutsack."
Of course. OF COURSE!!! Autumn had to repeat it. "What's a nutsack?" she asked.
Todd laughed nervously. I giggled because it's funny hearing a five year old repeat words like that. She asked again.
"What's a nutsack?"
I told her, "It's a not so nice word to describe boy private parts. If you repeat it again, I will make you write sentences."
She sat quietly for a few seconds before she groaned, "Ugggggh, I just have to say it one more time! I have to! I can't help it!"
I said, "No, you don't need to say it. If you do, you're writing sentences."
Autumn sighed, and looked at me sneakily. "Nuts," she said. "Nuts. I really want nuts."
I cut my eyes in her direction and she giggled. "A pack of nuts. Oh, I just want a pack of nuts. Nuts in packs!"
Monday, January 2, 2012
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Autumn Tells a Joke
Todd told me this one...a joke between the two of them...
Autumn: Knock, knock!
Todd: Who's there?
Autumn: Orange.
Todd: Orange who?
Autumn: Knock, knock!
Todd: Who's there?
Autumn: Orange.
Todd: Orange who?
Autumn: Knock, knock!
Todd: Who's there?
Autumn: Orange.
Todd: Orange who?
Autumn: Knock, knock!
Todd: Who's there?
Autumn: Orange.
Todd: Orange who?
Autumn: Knock, knock!
Todd: Who's there?
Autumn: Orange.
Todd: Orange who?
Autumn: Knock, knock!
Todd: Who's there?
Autumn: Pineapple!
Todd: Pineapple who?
Autumn: Pineapple, aren't you glad I didn't say orange again??
She's funny in her own way... And poor Todd, he played along. :) I think this is her Autumnized version of the joke, "Knock, knock! Who's there? Orange! Orange who? Orange you glad I ...."
Autumn: Knock, knock!
Todd: Who's there?
Autumn: Orange.
Todd: Orange who?
Autumn: Knock, knock!
Todd: Who's there?
Autumn: Orange.
Todd: Orange who?
Autumn: Knock, knock!
Todd: Who's there?
Autumn: Orange.
Todd: Orange who?
Autumn: Knock, knock!
Todd: Who's there?
Autumn: Orange.
Todd: Orange who?
Autumn: Knock, knock!
Todd: Who's there?
Autumn: Orange.
Todd: Orange who?
Autumn: Knock, knock!
Todd: Who's there?
Autumn: Pineapple!
Todd: Pineapple who?
Autumn: Pineapple, aren't you glad I didn't say orange again??
She's funny in her own way... And poor Todd, he played along. :) I think this is her Autumnized version of the joke, "Knock, knock! Who's there? Orange! Orange who? Orange you glad I ...."
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