Saturday, April 14, 2012

Kids Say the Silliest Things

First of all Canyon asked that we start calling him Jack this week. Fortunately it was a short lived request.
Now anyone who knows Canyon knows that he is never at a loss for words and is always ready to put on a show. He's just like Rob in that respect- entertaining to a fault sometimes. For some reason these last couple of weeks have really brought out the spunk in that little man. He regularly spouts off comments that catch me completely off guard and leave me longing to live in the Big Brother House where all his comedic remarks could be caught on tape for me to relive over and over again at my leisure.
I learned a lesson this week. Canyon is now too old to hop in the shower with mom when she is feeling too lazy to give he and Crue a bath. I'm not sure when it happened, but Canyon started noticing "certain things" about mommy. He's always pointed out the fact that I have a little something extra up top and has often questioned me about when he's going to receive his own. This last week while in the shower, with a sound of concern in his little voice he said "Mommy, your peter fell off." Think fast Shannon! What's an appropriate response? Hmmm... how 'bout some plain old fashioned honesty.- it's become somewhat of a novelty these days so why not try and bring it back?! "Canyon, Mommies don't have peters, just Daddies and little boys." He didn't seem the least bit caught off guard by my response. Whoa, honesty huh? That was easy. He followed my response by pointing to my C-section scar and asking "Is that where I came from when I was a baby?" Smart little kid. "Yep. You and Cruezer came from Mommy's tummy." Canyon: "When is another baby going to come from there?"  Uh...' Mommy doesn't have room for any more babies in there."
Canyon :"Okay." And it was that simple. And P.S. I kinda love the fact that I've had the two C-sections for the simple fact that I never have to give them a real explanation of where babies are delivered from... I'm completely content with their only knowledge on the subject being that babies come from a little "line" on mommies' tummies. He he he. I hope I'm not ruining them.
Just yesterday as I was inhaling my third (yes third-sorry Richard Simmons) cupcake Canyon exclaimed "Mommy, that's too much sugar!" "You're right, Canyon." I replied with what I can only assume were crumbs flying out of my mouth. Canyon: "If you eat too many they will make you slow." Rob and I just looked at each other and grinned. "That is your last one!" Canyon finished. Something tells me he was less concerned about Mommy being slow or consuming too many calories and more concerned about the number of cupcakes that would be left for him the next day.
Recently he has become quite interested in occupations and has begun telling us regularly what he is going to be when he grows up. I figured it was important to get it all down in print so when that blessed day of employment finally arrives we can share with him what his 4 year old ambitions were. As of this week he was going to be a skateboard man, car dealership man, a motorcycle guy, a real estate agent and he was going to deliver babies. Cute little guy! What an undertaking!

Now, as for my little pop star... I always feel a little guilty because Crue is yet to entertain me like Canyon and I always seem to have less to say, but don't worry little guy- I have a feeling it's only a matter of time before you're running circles around your big brother in the entertainment category. He is constantly dancing and bopping his head along to his favorite songs. He has managed to learn practically every word to We Are Young by the group F.U.N. and never misses an opportunity to jump up on the ottoman and perform for the masses. Our adorable neighbor is one of the awesome soccer players on RSL, Javier Morales.  He was laughing as Crue was putting on one of his little performances and commented "He's not going to be a soccer player, is he?"  Ha ha!  Thanks for rubbing it in Javi!!!
He's been driving me a little nuts lately with his insistence that everyone else do things for him. How did this child become so entitled?! There's a possibility it was my fault. If he leaves something in his bed after nap he will literally sit on the stairs and cry for an hour until someone goes and gets it for him. It's ridiculous! I'm trying to nip it in the bud, but often times it's just easier to appease the kid rather than listen to the whining. I'm trying though! He's obsessed with his (actually it's Canyon's) pirate costume from Auntie Karen and would literally have it super-glued to his body if it meant he could wear it forever. We're starting to plan his 3rd birthday party- I can't wait!