So the other day the kids were full of random.
I pick up my youngest two from daycare. On the way to pick up the oldest from preschool, my middle child says something to me. He was wanting to stand on the thing that attaches to the pram so they can ride along.
So I stop and I ask:
Me: ‘Would you like to stand here Julius?’
I continue walking.. he fusses a bit.
Me: ‘Julius.. would you like to stand?’
Julius: ‘a bla beerrrr’
By now I am frustrated.. as if I continue on.. he starts whining.. the moment we stop he starts spurting random words. Sigh… Eventually we managed to get him where he wanted to be.
We pick up Elisabeth.. and we are on our way home. We are talking about our day.. we are surviving our walk home (more on that topic another day…).
Me: Um.. what did you just say?
Elisabeth: I have a penis
Me: You don’t have a penis, but Julius does because he is a boy. You are a girl.
Elisabeth: Penis, penis, penis, penis ….
At this point I see no reason to try and stop her, as it makes it worse or she will just argue with me. So yup.. I was that mom walking down the street with my kid saying penis over and over again. I have no idea where the topic came up. At the same time Julius is freaking out because he doesn’t want to sit anymore.
So I have one kids saying penis, the other screaming bloody murder… and then there is Olivia… sitting there smiling through it all adding a screech here, and scream there and the occasional giggle.
Yep.. that happened.