All you girls have something you call it when your kids say funny stuff (ex: jacksonism's) but I can't seem to come up with anything unique for Chayse so I'll keep thinking about that. Last night at the Y, he pretty much had me speechless...and I mean speechless!! When we first get there he always wants to do some weights on the kids machines so last night he runs and jumps on the very first machine that is right by the opening to the weight room for the adults. (I have to give you a little bit of important info here...
1) Chayse is only 6 yrs old and just starting 1st grade
2) He runs, doesn't walk, does not know how to talk quietly and everything is very dramatic to him. He uses a lot of expression.
3) There are two grown men standing beside the towels talking and watching Chayse lift and can hear everything going on between Chayse and I along with whoever else is in the area. It was packed in there.
Chayse is really intense on this machine and then he just stops and looks at me with the most sincere look and loudly says...
"mommy, do you get pregnant from having sex?"
"mommy, do you get pregnant from having sex?"
(I just stare at him wondering what in the world do I say as I see the two men trying not to laugh)
"Well".... (long pause) "yes, son, you do".
"Well".... (long pause) "yes, son, you do".
Chayse: "How did YOU get pregnant?"
(the one man actually laughs and has to walk off)
Me: "Can we talk about this later?"
Chayse: (with his head tilted and his eyes open wide looking at me like "don't lie to me because I already know" very loudly says..."mommmyyyy"
Why did I feel like I was in trouble???? ;) I will leave it at that because I am still trying to figure out what and when I tell him this stuff or if I should let his daddy tell him.
Dear Lord, why can't he just be curious about cars and trucks and spiders and all that stuff!!
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Then an an hour later I go to the gym to check on him and he is playing dodgeball with about 10 other boys of all different ages. He takes a break to have this bit of conversation with me.
A: Having fun?
C: Yes, but that dude hit me in the nuts with the ball and it hurt so bad!
A: Are you ok?
C: Yah, I wanted to cry though but I didn't.
A: I think you will be ok.
C: I checked. They are ok.
A: Did you go to the bathroom?
C: No, I just pulled it out over there and looked!
Good Grief!! Right there in front of everyone he just pulls out his personal property and checks it out!!
OH MY GOSH!!!! I'm am rolling!!! I LOVE that he just interrogated you right there in the weight room! LOVE IT! (but, I'm with ya, sister...how are we girls supposed to answer these questions?? I was so excited when we found out Jackson was a boy...I told Chris: "I'll just push this kid out and you can do the rest. Teach him to play basketball, teach him how to pee standing up, teach him about sex, teach him how to shave, etc." Funny how that has backfired on me. And I'm already behind. He can't play basketball. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteDon't ya just love being mommy to a little boy??
LOL!!! That is too funny...though now I'm not sure I'm ready for Alex to grow up ;-)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you are doing this blog! It is great to read about you and Chayse.