Knock-Knocks and "What-ifs"

Last week in the car, about 10 minutes away from home, Alex said, "What if the car were so long that part of it was still in the driveway?"

He's doing a lot of "What ifs."

Like, "What if we shot up into space and the trees gave us spacesuits on our way past?"


He has discovered knock-knock jokes and tells the same ones incessantly.


Knock knock.

Who's there?

Banana.

Banana who?

Knock knock.

Who's there?

Banana.

Banana who?

Knock knock.

Who's there?

Orange.

Orange who?

Orange you glad I didn't say banana?

Lose, lost, loozed

Today after a rousing game of hopscotch on the sidewalk Alex asked if he could bring his rock inside because, "I don't want it to get loozed." Took me a moment there to parse that one.

Shooting Stars

Yesterday, while looking at the glow-in-the-dark star stickers on his ceiling:


I'm going to swallow a shooting star so it can shoot out my butt. Then I'll close the toilet lid so it can't shoot out of the toilet.

Conceptually Speaking

Yesterday my husband was explaining to Alex the differences between baseball and softball. He said that in softball, the ball is bigger and the players don't throw or hit it as far or as hard. Alex asked if the lines, meaning the field, are the same, and my husband said that yes, the field is the same. So Alex asked, "So how do they catch the balls?" Because in his mind, if the field is the same size but people can't throw or hit the balls as far, everyone would be standing too far away from the hitter and throwers...

Sort of makes sense to me...

The Overgeneralization Continues

No direct quote at the moment, but wanted to pop in to report that the overgeneralization of the past has progressed. Alex now uses the correct irregular forms of the past but adds the -ed. So instead of "seed" he now says, "sawed," for example. Another cognitive leap in the language acquisition journey!

May 6

Found a scrap of paper with this scrawled on it:

"Look! My penis is deaf."

Wha????

*****

Today when getting out of the bath:

Jim said: You have goosebumps

Alex replied: I want to give them back to the goose.

May Day!

"You have butt cheeks!"

Pause

"So do I!"

Pause


"You have bigger butt cheeks!"

Shouted down the stairs, "Daddy, you have even bigger butt cheeks!"

Words to Wake Up To:

First words out of Alex's mouth this morning:


"Farts are burps that come out of our tushies, and burps are farts that come out of our mouths!"

A suggestion for a gift for someone last week:

"I know! How about a new pair of pants that we decorate ourselves?" Um... no.

In No Particular Order

I have a pile of little slips of paper with various Alex gems since my last post. So, in no particular order, here we go:

After swimming lesson: I wanna go home in the pool.

While playing Candyland: Sometimes I call the double ones a single double one.

Why is it quiet when there's no noise?


I'm going to eat myself, but I'm going to leave my head outside so I can watch.


We're not a bear, but we can have bare feet.

Look! That's why they call it fluoride! (Several months ago, as he put his fluoride pill on the floor)

Ceiling Sauce

Alex woke up this morning talking about ceiling sauce. What the hell is that?????