Daddy I have an Idea...

I need to set this up.
A few weeks ago we checked out a Scooby-Doo DVD from the library. One episode on the DVD was about a villain that was a counterfeiter who had a printing press in the basement of a haunted house.

A few days ago the TV was turned to a cable news channel, not CNN or MSNBC, and muted. It was a split screen of the President and the printing presses at a US mint printing $20 bills. Michael saw the image on TV.

So the stage is set; in comes our wise and curious sprog…

Michael: “ Dad I have an idea; I think Barack Obama is a counterfeiter”
Dad: “Well you are not far from the truth there…”

So the subject was dropped, until a week later when Granma and Papa came over . Michael told Grandma that Barack Obama “is a counterfeiter” and “he better not put any of that counterfeit money in his bank account”

I never knew political ideology was a genetic trait.

Michael-Scott in 2010, has more sense then most and is only 5 years old.

little known facts about werewolves and China

Chris: So Michael what would you like to be for halloween
Michael: a werewolf
Chris: OK
Michael: yeah, a werewolf with a sock puppet
Chris: I didn't know werewolves wore sock puppet
Michael: they do in Chinese!


You just can't make this stuff up!

the Earth according to Michael

I'm not sure what the obsession was with New York??? Africa is included because one of his classmates recently moved there and his class had been talking about it a lot.

should I take him to the dentist?

Oma put the silly teeth in Michael's Easter Basket. He got the biggest kick out of wearing them.

something for the bunny

We went on a train ride, hunted easter eggs, hay ride, and saw the bunny. After the hay ride everyone was getting back on the train. My sweet, sweet Michael says "Can I give the Easter Bunny a piece of candy?" He goes over and gives him a tootsie roll out of his basket.

Michael said it was because he was so nice to put out all those eggs for everyone to hunt.!!

He can be so sweet and thoughtful

I need a sign

It was late the missus had put Michael to bed and told him only get up if you need to potty. Sitting in the living room we hear a crash. I get up and head to his room to find him standing next to his bed with a book in hand laying on the bed.

Now I'm am glad he likes books and enjoys being read to, but it is late.

I say: "What are you doing?"
Sprog: "I am picking up the book. It just fell of the shelf"
Me: "Oh did it now and I guess it just jumped right into your bed too."
Sprog: "Dad you know what I need, I need a sign on my door that says 'No Dad Allowed' so you stay out of my room"

Ooops I couldn't keep a straight face...wonder why.

Kindergarten

So, at breakfast Michael and I are talking and we get on the subject of him turning 5 and going into Kindergarten and he says:

When I'm 5 and I'm in Kindergarten I'll wipe my own butt because they don't do that for you when you're in Kindergarten.


...............it's nice to know that he paid attention to something that we said (we are trying to get him to wipe his own butt and make the potty in general a more private thing.....ugh)

blvd

On the way to school today, Michael read the street sign and new that the abbreviation blvd. means boulevard. His knowledge is simply amazing. He also asked what the numbers meant on the street sign. He's so inquisitive!

1st place

Michael placed 1st in all of his races(50, 100, 200) on Wednesday. He was very proud of himself as are we.

Sir Milky

Michael has dubbed Daniel "Sir Milky" since that is all that he eats.

Michael has been very eager to be able to feed Daniel. Michael was allowed to give Daniel a bottle today. He did a great job and was very proud of himself for feeding his little brother.

The witty one and heckler

Act 1 (witty one)
My lovely wife got me a great t-shirt for Valentine’s Day. It is a simple black shirt with DILLIGAF on the front. For those reading and not in the know, DILLIGAF stands for “Does It Look Like I Give A F**k”

Today the wife and I were having a conversation about how someone at the office, in the know about DILLIGAF, took it, and trying to come up with less offensive versions of the acronym. My first try was “Does It Look Like I’m Fat” missing the all important letters of G and A. Then I tried “Does It Look Like I’m Good At Football” where by the oldest responds “no it says Does It Look Like I’m Good At Fartball” For almost 5 he is quick on the draw with his wit.

Act 2 (heckler)
We went to the Renaissance Festival a few days ago and while watching the “Mud Show”, where 2 guys wallow in mud and act out Shakespeare’s Richard the III, our marvelous older child shouted out, at just the right moment
“You are genius poopooheads”.
His banter got more laughs then the characters on stage.

Polygamy

Michael told his dad that he was going to marry Aleks the other day and it was a secret.

He finally told me last night and then this morning in the car said it again followed by:

"I'm going to marry Josh, too and Ava" :P

....my little polygamist ::)

Daddy you know what I want for Christmas?

So it's 45 minutes past bedtime and I hear noise from his room. I venture in and ask the sprog
Me: Why are you still awake? You need to get some sleep you have a big day tomorrow, you need to be rested for your first track meet.
Sprog: Daddy you know what I want for Christmas, something Mommy doesn't know about?
Me: No what is it?
Sprog: I want a hotair balloon and a real dragon, not a pretend one a real one, to blow it up with.
Me: Good night and go to sleep...you need me to turn out the light?
Sprog: No..good night Dad.

Where the heck does he get this stuff from, nevermind that ...where are we going to find a real dragon, not to mention a hotair balloon :D

Dinner Conversation

Michael's preschool topic for the week is Florida. At dinner we were talking about different things in Florida....

We were talking about springs and when we went swimming with the manatees in the springs...
mom: ...springs bubble up...
sprog: Like the sea is farting?


We were talking about Clearwater being the lightning capital and that's where grandma and papa live.
mom: Do you think grandma has ever been struck by lighting?
sprog: Yup!

carrots

Quote of the day!
"Mom, did you know if you eat lots of carrots that you'll be able to see my invisible friends"