Archive for March, 2011

Trip to the Farm

March 30, 2011




March 10, 2011

Dear Roman,

You’re on the path to becoming a big kid and there’s no stopping you. The major way I’ve noticed involves the kind of toys you like these days. You’re all about Legos- not Duplos (because those are for “babies”) but big kid Legos. So far we’ve been really hesitant to introduce sets into our house because of your sister. Those tiny pieces and parts make me super nervous to have around a little girl who puts everything in her mouth. But I also get that you need to have more mature toys so we’ve gotten a few. The snowboarder, astronaut and Storm Trooper Lego guys come out when Charlotte naps. I’m going to blow your mind one of these days when I surprise you with my secret stash of Legos that I kept from my childhood!

You’re also all about Star Wars as of last weekend when your Dad bought you a visual dictionary on the topic. You studied those pages front to back for days. All week we’ve been playing your version of Star Wars and I have to pretend to be “a nice Darth Vader.” It’s safe to say Star Wars characters are as cool as super heroes in your mind. Which brings me to another classic Roman response to a question. Today at school during circle time the question of the day was, “what is your favorite thing at the doctor’s office?” To which you responded, “Medical Droids.”

I love you!

Question of the Day

March 4, 2011

Dear Roman,

Every soccer class begins the same- you sit with the other kids in a circle and each one of you shouts out your name and answers the “question of the day.” Today’s question was, “what is your favorite song?” One kid answered Ba Ba Black Sheep. Another liked the ABC song. The boy next to you said the Batman song. Then it was your turn. Without hesitation you shouted out, “Video Killed the Radio Star.”



Things You Say

March 3, 2011

Dear Roman,

You are a lot of things these days- persistent, stubborn, serious, master debater… exhausting! So it’s a good thing you continue to make me smile with the stuff that comes out of your mouth. Here’s a list of what I heard you say this week-

You’re channeling your 80 year old inner self or something because your excuse for anything  is, ” I can’t because my knee hurts.” Like, “I can’t walk to the park, my knee hurts. I can’t eat that, it makes my knee hurt. Can’t go get that Mom, my knee hurts.” Totally your excuse for everything.

I asked you if you wanted to go outside, “Well not really. I might be cold.”

“Mom, you know super heroes aren’t real anymore. Take a look outside Mom. See… no super heroes. NO SUPER HEROES!”

“Did you know Mars is the red planet?”

“I don’t know why Dad leaves his clothes out after he tries them on. He should hang them back up.” Hmmm. I agree.

“Um Mom… there is a little pee on the floor in the bathroom.” Then I run in to see what’s more like a lake. And what I can’t figure out is how this keeps happening more than I’d prefer.

You’ve told anyone and everyone and in this order- “I have a bunny clock in my room, my sister pulls hair, I want a chocolate marshmallow cake for my birthday and I had a stomach bug and vomited.

At swim class you were negotiating with the instructor about not getting your face wet. Finally she just told you it was time to go under and dunked you. Once back above and after you chocked and coughed a bunch you turned to her and said, “um teacher… I don’t think we need to do that again okay?”

When I asked you to buckle yourself into your carseat (something you always do) you replied, “Mom it’s raining out. I only do it on sunny days.”

“What is she saying?” accompanied with a crazy laugh. Directed at your sister when she was babbling.

“I’m trying to make her crack up.” Again directed at your sister when you were bugging her by touching all over her face and getting all close up in her personal space. Poor girl puts up with a lot from you. Just saying.