Conversations with My 6 Year Old: Part Six

We were on our way to a birthday party at a Karate place and my son says this:

6:  I don’t like Karate.

Me:  Have you ever tried it?

6:  No.

Me:  Then how do you know you don’t like it?

6:  I don’t like anything where you have to extend your legs.

Um, you mean things like soccer, lacrosse, basketball and baseball?  Yeah, ok then.

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Chocolate is brain food.  Anything that tastes good is brain food.  Is broccoli brain food?  Yuck, NO!  How about carrots?  Well, they are half brain food . . . because I sort of like them.

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My husband, my son and I were watching football and I commented about one of the players coming off the field:

Me:  Wow, he’s pissed!

6:  What’s “pissed” mean?

Me:

The hubs:  Oh, he just made a good pass is all.

6:  No, mommy just said that guy was “pissed.”  What does that mean?

Me:

The hubs:  Oh, um.  Well.  HEY, look over at this thing over here!!

Yeah, I am an awesome mom!  Oops.

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And, in case you had any doubt that I am raising a small man . . .

6:  Why does my finger smell like poop?

Me:  What???

6:  Is it because I licked it?

Me:  I don’t know.  Just go wash your hands!

6:  Actually, it smells sort of like money.

Me:  That’s because you were just playing with coins.  Why did you lick your finger after playing with dirty money?  Go wash your hands!

Sigh.

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And now we have . . . word pronunciation with the 3 year old:

San Francisco = San Scan Skisco

(he is adamant that this is how you say it).

Oh, and Dr. Seuss’ full name, according to him is:

Dr. Merzin Suess

Yeah, I don’t know.

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Oh, and don’t forget about that little ole link up there on the top right of the page ——-^  Why, what is that?  Is that . . . a Misty’s Laws Facebook page?  Why yes, yes in fact it is.  Why don’t you go ahead and click on that little link.  It won’t hurt.  You might even kinda sorta like it!  🙂

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26 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Jana
    Jan 25, 2012 @ 10:06:08

    Comments with my 6 year old never go as planned, they usually start at 5:30 a.m. when I am trying to leave….like….what happens when you die? Why do farts smell so good sometimes….do I really have 3 holes….yeah….

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  2. Charity
    Jan 25, 2012 @ 12:24:04

    I cilcked like on your foot photo ages ago. Feet. I see them.

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  3. Charity
    Jan 25, 2012 @ 12:24:28

    “Do I really have three holes…”

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  4. addtova
    Jan 25, 2012 @ 12:57:13

    hahahahahaha awesome.

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  5. Carrie - Cannibalistic Nerd
    Jan 25, 2012 @ 13:51:20

    That poop/coin/finger conversation could have gone so many places. I was on the edge of my seat!

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  6. Seraphinalina
    Jan 25, 2012 @ 14:38:46

    Love that. Keep those conversations going.

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  7. Vesta Vayne
    Jan 25, 2012 @ 16:25:00

    Heehee! I really needed a laugh today. The poop-money-lick discussion was hilarious. Boys, you gotta love em.

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  8. Jen
    Jan 25, 2012 @ 16:53:27

    My son J swore that Dr. Seuss’ first name was Linus. Again, no idea where the hell that came from. Sadly, as I never have cash, my short people will not know the singular pleasure of licking money-taint from their digits. (le sigh)

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    • mistyslaws
      Jan 27, 2012 @ 16:13:37

      Well, to be fair, he had been handling coins that he had just put in his piggy bank. There is no abundance of cash in my home, either. I told him if he keeps saving like that, mommy’s gonna be asking him for a loan to pay the mortgage. And by loan, I of course mean “give me that damn money, I buy all your clothes and food. Shut it.”

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  9. lazysubculturalgirl
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 00:52:08

    I would have told him what pissed meant. Having three parrots has driven home that when I swear, I’m gonna have to explain — followed by, “And don’t repeat that, it’s a very nasty thing to say.” Otherwise, it’s gonna come up later….

    Your son needs to meet Youngest. He also comes up with brilliant reasons for hating things like karate, and by “brilliant” I mean they’re so illogical my brain hurts.

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    • mistyslaws
      Jan 27, 2012 @ 16:15:22

      Yeah, I said later to his dad that I probably should have just told him and said not to say it. But I didn’t want to add another word to his vocabulary. I think his dad did eventually say that it was a bad word and not to say it, without giving the definition.

      If we get those 2 together, they might rule the world!! With their idiocy brilliance, of course.

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  10. thoughtsappear
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 08:55:22

    Your son and I would get along great. I can tell.

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  11. Megan - Best of Fates
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 10:09:30

    I totally sympathize – I don’t like extending my legs either!

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  12. wcdameron
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 10:31:03

    Merzin, it has a nice ring to it. But I really prefer the name “6”.

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  13. Charity
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 11:59:19

    I’d like to expand the ‘extending the legs’ to ‘moving at all, ever’

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  14. lisapollard from insignificant at best
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 13:18:48

    You forgot walking…you need to extend your legs when walking too. LOL

    I freaking love that he assumed his finger smelled like poop because he licked it. I don’t get the connection (unless he tends to eat poop), but I love it anyways. Hysterical.

    My kid also loves to tell me how to pronounce things and will even sound it out for me. For the longest time she called True Moo milk True Loo and insisted she was right. She got all disgusted with me one day and let out this big sigh and said in an impatient voice “Mom. Repeat after me. True.”
    Me: “True”
    Her: “Loo”
    Me: “Loo”
    Her: “True Loo”
    Me: “True Moo” (I like to piss her off LOL)
    Her: “MOOOOOOOM!”
    I’m an awesome mom like that.

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    • mistyslaws
      Jan 27, 2012 @ 16:18:08

      I think it just smelled bad, and his mind connected smelling bad to poop somehow. Who knows, he’s a boy. I think that explains it all.

      Yeah, you are super awesome. I’m sure that’s exactly how she will describe you in therapy in about 10 years. 🙂

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  15. Charity
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 13:48:12

    I totally forgot what it’s like to have a 6 year old. Someday, the conversations with your kids will be like the ones I have with mine, who are 17 and 18:

    Mom, can I have some money?
    Mom, can I get some money?
    Mom, can you give me some money?
    Mom, remember that money you gave me? Can I have some more?
    Mom, do you have any cash?
    Mom, I want to go to the movies, can I have some money?
    Mom, will you put gas in my car?
    Mom, will you give me some money?

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    • mistyslaws
      Jan 27, 2012 @ 16:19:01

      Yeah, I’m not looking forward to that conversation. Although he keeps telling me how much he has in his piggy bank. Pretty soon I’m gonna be the one asking him for money!

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  16. cornfedgirl
    Jan 26, 2012 @ 16:03:34

    I like the name Merzin. I will bestow it upon my next child.

    P.S. I’m done having kids.

    And the whole “I don’t like anything where you have to extend your legs” comment is the shit.

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