Jesus is like an iPod . . . and other children's sayings

Tehehe, I had quite the giggle when I talked to Allison's Sunday night teacher after class tonight. Apparently they were discussing Jesus raising from the dead. Allison said that Jesus was like an iPod. The batteries run out and you may think it's dead, but plug that thing in, the battery recharges and it's alive again. It's so funny some of the things kids say. While the comparison is not quite accurate, it does help those 9 year old brains wrap themselves around a concept like resurrection, doesn't it?

I keep saying I'm going to make a list of things the kids have said through the year -- either quotes or the ways they said things, etc. I'm afraid I've waited so long now that I've lost some of those great things to time. So, might as well commit some of them to virtual memory for now. Those of you reading who can think of others, please add them in the comments section!

Ian -- that kid was just so funny when he was little (still is now, but he just said such unusual things)

On my dad's lack of hair -- first he commented Dad-dad was surely a mammal -- "Once a mammal, always a mammal." So even though he didn't have as much hair as he probably used to, still a mammal. He must've questioned how much hair Dad ever had, as at one point he also stated that "God ran out of glue before he got to Dad-dad." Because you know God's sitting up there with a big old bottle of Elmer's giving everyone hair.

After his kindergarten year, he decided he wanted to be the president of a third world country. tehehe . . . .other possible jobs for Ian -- a "computer worker" (like his dad), a donut maker, an educator. He's said that last one for several years. . . seems like he's wavering a bit now. The reason he decided he wasn't going to be a "donut maker" is because I told him I wasn't sending him to college for that. He's obviously interested in going!

Allison -- she seems to be a little harder to remember things she's said. I'm not sure if that's because I was so darned sleep deprived from the time she was 2.5 until she was 4 or what! Of course, there's the "Meet Six!" comment the day she turned 6.

Mom had the kids (at least some of them) in the car one day and Allison asked her if I was alive during the Civil War. I know Mom could tell this so much better than I could -- so Mom, if you're reading. . . post it please!

Alaina -- well, there's the fact that she called Andy "Bad Daddy" for about a 6-9 month period. Every time I'd leave to go out with friends, shop, whatever, she'd scream "Don't leave me with Bad Daddy!" . . . of course she was perfectly fine and no longer crying within just a couple minutes of when I left.

One of the more recent ones about Alaina -- this past fall, her teacher was having her evaluation (the principal was in the room) and they were talking about the number line. Mrs. H. asked for a number before 30. . . expecting any number between 1 and 29. Alaina raised her hand and confidently told her "-2". Tehehe . . .Mrs. H. didn't know what to do with that. So not a typical kindergartner answer! The principal ended up pulling her aside and asked her other questions trying to figure out just what exactly she knew.

Then there's the fact that all of the kids called the pacifier a "bobby" (We're not sure how that came about.. . . with the older 2, we called it a pacifier and that's the name they both came up with. With Alaina -- well, I think the kids pretty much trained her that's what it was called). Allison called milk "nilk". and I think all three of them would ask "Carry you?" when they wanted us to carry them. We called my dad Granddad, which Ian turned into Dad-dad. . .. which is what they still call him. My mom wavered between wanting to be Mimi and Grammie. After assuring her we wouldn't tease her and train the kids to call her "Granny", she decided on Grammie. That lasted until Ian could talk and he dubbed her "Mimi". Then there was my brother, Uncle Chris. Ian couldn't say Uncle, but could somehow say Cuckoo, so for several years, he was "Cuckoo Chris". My sister was first called "Puppy" and then after several other names (or at least one that she doesn't like me to remind her of {grin}) she became "Boopie" for several years. And after spending his second Halloween as Eeyore, we'd ask Ian "Who are you?" and for quite awhile, he'd call himself "Orey" (his way of saying Eeyore). My brother is the only one who can still call Ian this and not get himself into trouble!

Going to have to put on my thinking cap and see what else I can remember and get it written down now!