Funnies

Sepa (age 2 ½) telling a story:

One day, we ate ice cream and two sandwiches.

Umm. . . yeah.  And the end.

Ikaika: (we’ve been talking about the blessing of a body lately in Joy School.)

Mom, wouldn’t it be weird if we had no eyes, no body, no legs, no ears, no hand, no head . . . just a stomach?

Sepa- as I cut a pineapple

“Mom, is that knife shark?

“Yes, Sepa it is very sharp.”

Sepa – His version of the Itsy Bitsy Spider: “The itsy ditsy spider went up the water spout. . .”

Kekoa – as a sign of his approval of the dinner I made

“Mom, you should be a chef when you grow up.”

 

Sepa (3/30/11 – age 3) -  he found a set of scriptures on the end table.  He flipped through it.  Without any prompting, he said, “And it came to pass that I beheld the church of Mormon.”

Sepa  - rice crispy treats: Chris Brownies or Crunchy rice

After making some homemade strawberry jam, they had a chance to try some.  Here were their responses to the yummy-ness of it J

Sepa: It’s super, super, super, super super good

Ikaika: It’s two - one hundreds good

Koa: It’s never-ending good

(5/22/11)

All three boys are super silly when it comes to washing their hair.  When they get the least bit of water in their eyes they whine and cry as though they are going to melt – I am always telling them they need to stop being babies about it all.

Today, while I was giving a bath to Ka’imi (who is the exact opposite of the boys), Ikaika watched as I washed her hair.  He was so impressed that she hardly flinched when the water ran all over her face as I rinsed her hair.  He said, “Wow Mom, Ka’imi is a big-boy baby.”  Obviously, to the boys, being called a ‘big-boy’ is a sign of being brave.

Kekoa was being a stinker all morning.  In my frustration I finally said, “Kekoa, you are not my favorite person right now.”  He knew I wasn’t happy and shaped up for a bit.  We were then heading out and getting in the van.  He again did something to irritate Sepa and I said, “You are still not my favorite person right now, Koa.”  He replied, “You’re a b . . . (I knew he almost said a bad mom, but decided against saying something so mean) . . . you’re . . . lady . . . gaga! We all burst out laughing and I told him in my laughter that was the rudest thing he could have ever told me.  How does he know Lady Gaga?  I don’t really know.  I know he heard it once on the radio inside Subway and thought it was such a funny name he remembered it.  I think I also once told him she was not a person who was trying to follow Jesus.  Crazy what they remember.