Apologies to those who've heard some of these already:
When a babysitter came to our new house for the first time, the kids were telling her its different features. David yelled, “And there’s another kitchen downstairs – in real life!” (I think he was distinguishing from the play kitchen also down there)
Spencer said, “I like to watch men AND women playing basketball.” (he’s been to a BYU women’s game). Emma questioned his manhood and he reiterated it. Then he said, “But if women played football, I wouldn’t watch it because there would be no touchdowns and no passing because women can’t throw.” (I will take no blame for this because he has seen me play football catch with Catherine dozens of times).
When we pulled into the parking lot of the rec center, Emma said “Boise State flag spotted!” – there was one on a nearby truck. When we were walking out, Emma and Catherine separately ran up to tell me, “There was a guy wearing an Auburn sweatshirt back there!” And then Spencer started repeating it.
Spencer said that a girl in his kindergarten class has two brothers on the BYU football team. I dismissed this as braggadocio. Then the kids were watching the replay of the last drive of the BYU-Oklahoma game (which they have watched four times, and I have only watched once) and Emma saw the name “Brown” on Terrence Brown and Spencer said, that’s Noelle Brown’s brother. And then I remembered that he has a brother named Rhen who never plays. So he was right, and they figured it out themselves.
BTW, he was freaking out watching that drive for the fourth time in two days. He’d get all upset when there was an incomplete pass or penalty. “I want them to score a touchdown!” And then after the touchdown: “I just KNEW that number six was going to catch it!”
He is also now obsessed with watching the coin toss. We watched it for the Rose Bowl and then he asked to watch it on other games. I had recorded the national championship game and started it with the kickoff. But he came in and freaked out until I rewound it to the coin toss (and then his mom came in and asked to rewind it to the Josh Groban national anthem ). Anyway, Saturday morning he came into my room holding a Japanese coin I had given him – he held it out and said, “This is poop.” And I was confused. And then he turned it over and said, “And this means get dressed first.” And then he tossed it, looked at it, and said, “Get dressed first” and walked into his room. (and then pooped after he got dressed).
Finally, this one doesn’t make much sense if you don’t know the context, but I had the high school all-america game on Saturday and during breaks some of the players were announcing which college they were going to by choosing that school’s baseball hat from an array of four or five. He knew that one of the quarterbacks was coming to BYU and kept asking “when is he going to choose his hat?” I told him he had already announced it so he wasn’t going to choose one. Freak out: “I wanna see him choose his hat!” Me: “He chose a long time ago.” S: “Why didn’t you record it? Wahh!”
For FHE we were acting out what we are thankful for. Most of it was the usual, family, food, bed, pork, you know. Then Catherine sits there moving her hands around, doing the same complicated motions over and over. We couldn’t guess it and finally made her tell us: “I’m grateful for organizing things.”
While I was talking to an older man about the BYU game the day before, Spencer said:
“Yeah, BYU won versus the Air Force Academy, 38-21. First it was 3 to zero, then it was 9 to 0, then it was 10 to 0, then it was 16 to 0, then it was 17 to 0, then it was 17-6, then it was 17-7. . .” and on through all the scoring. It was pretty freaky.
3 comments:
Sounds like you guys have a sports boy for sure! It is amazing to me how much kids notice details. Wayto go Spencer! And all your kids.
Wow. I had no idea you guys were THAT into sports at your house. That's great because I'm beginning to think, since neither Bret and I follow too many teams, that our kids won't know a baseball from a hockey puck. J/K. Kind of.
I loved the one about the poop coin. Being such an indecisive person myself, perhaps I should find a coin and do the same.
As an Aunt I am so proud. You are teaching those kids well at your house. The other day I was at the grocery store and ran into a neighbor with her 1 year old son. We walked past a display together and Lily cried out, "football" pointing to the super bowl promo. My friend could not believe that Lily knew what it was, saying her son probably had no idea. Maybe its just in her blood, or maybe we just watch a lot of football. :) Go Jets and Vikings!
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