Noah's Theological Musings

Noah: If our food is hot, we pray.
Me: We pray because our food is hot?
Noah: Yes.
Me: No, we pray to say thank you to God, because he gives us food.
Noah: Are you God?
Me: What?! No...
Noah: But you give us food.

Note to self: Quit while you're ahead

Me: Do you know who is coming to see you?
Noah: Grandma and Grandad.
Me: And you are happy?
Noah: Yes, I'm going to give all the hugs to Grandad.
Me: Oh?
Noah: And all the kisses to Grandma.
Me: You're going to give all the hugs to Grandad and all the kisses to Grandma? Why?
Noah: So you will not have some.

More reading & writing and the Great Tomato Massacre

Where shall we hide the knives to prevent this from happening again? Is he a mischief maker, or a budding chef? I guess time will tell...

Benjamin is discovering the joy of writing... he made this sign for his door all by himself.

It says "si vo vole rntre vo deone votre tice" which translates to "si vous voulez rentrez, vous donnez votre ticket" or "if you want to come in, you give your ticket." And yes, he does insist we give him a ticket to go in his room now. But he explained to us that we only needed to give him a pretend ticket.

He also drew this picture of battling tops (Beyblade Metal Fusion, for those who may not be in the know), with the caption: "le topi fun la bagar", which means "les toupies font la bagarre" or "the tops are fighting."

Noah told me the other day that he & Daddy were exhausted after making lunch and had to rest.

Also in recent news, friends from England came for lunch last weekend, and we went to a friend's 3rd birthday party in Paris this week. Now we anxiously await the arrival of my parents - Noah has been coming up and telling me, out of the blue, "Grandma and Grandad should come see me." So I dialed the phone for him and let him tell them that himself! I'm not sure if that is what did the trick or not, but one way or another they decided to come visit us for a few weeks this summer.

School's out for the summer... or is it?

And: How your child can embarrass you when you're not even there.

Benjamin managed that by bringing home his slippers last Friday, the last day of school. They were brand new in September; I have proof:

After 9 months of school - really only 7 once you take out the vacations - and they don't wear their slippers every day... they came home looking like THIS.

(What on EARTH do they do in school in their slippers that would bring them to this point of utter destruction??)

Frédéric and I were pretty mortified that he'd been using these at school in this condition - his feet were coming out of the bottoms of them! We told him we would have bought him new ones if he had *told* us the shape they were in... we did already buy him new ones for next year. Hoping they will last longer than these did! 

 As some of you saw on Facebook, I bought Benjamin a summer workbook. (One of those things I would never have imagined myself doing.) This one is mainly about writing, as his handwriting seems to have gone downhill over the past few months. He wasn't thrilled to see the book at first, but when he realized it was a "CP" (1st grade) book, he because very excited AND confident he could do it all. He says he wants to show his work to his teacher in September. 

That's cursive he's working on - they go pretty quickly here from "ronds et batons" ("circles and sticks" - printing) to "attaché" (cursive), so he's been doing cursive all year in kindergarten.

He's already gone through so many pages this week, I told him I'd have to go buy him another one, and he just giggled.

He also likes to play "the game with words" that Claudia Uccello got for him last year:

He is great at the math questions! He kindly leaves the "easy" questions like "What type of animal is Winnie-the-Pooh" for Noah, so he can play, too.

Latest Tidbits from the Mouths of Babes

Noah, putting on his socks: "Is it the right feet?"
Me: "Socks don't have feet."
Noah, matter of factly: "And no nose, and no mouth, and no eyes, and no hands, and nothing." 

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Benjamin: "When I am bigger and I'm a mommy..."
Me, interrupting: "You will never be a mommy. You can be a daddy."
Benjamin: "But! We already have a daddy! We don't need another daddy!"
Me: "But we need another mommy?!? You can be a daddy and have your OWN kids."
Benjamin: "Oh no, that's silly!" 

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  On our way home from the mountains... 

Noah: "I want to go potty outside."
Frédéric, trying to reason with him: "Noah, is candy for animals or for little kids?"
Noah: "Little kids!"
Frédéric: "And who are potties for?" (yeah, I'm not sure of his logic here either, but go with it)
Noah: "Benjamin!"