Tiny Talk Tuesday is a blog carnival started a few years ago by my friend Mary over at NotBefore7 in order to capture the sweet and funny things our kids say as they’re figuring out life (and language!).  Here are just a couple things heard around OUR house recently:

Where’s this Heading?

[My sister Amy and I were leveling out our picnic area in the backyard for our other sister's wedding a few weeks ago.]

Heriberto: Mama, can we help?

Me: Sure!  Here are some rakes; just try to make the dirt smooth and flat, like we are.

[Minutes later]

H: Mama, how ’bout we just use our feet and stomp it flat.

Me: Ok, whatever.  That’s fine.

[Minutes later]

H: Mama, can we take our shoes off and stomp in our bare feet?

Me: Umm, sure, why not?

[Much dancing and whooping and digging of toes in the dirt ensues, and then...]

H: Mama, what happens if we just get down in the dirt and snuggle it?

[???!!] Read the rest of this entry

Tiny Talk Tuesday is a blog carnival started a few years ago by my friend Mary over at NotBefore7 in order to capture the sweet and funny things our kids say as they’re figuring out life (and language!).  Here are just a couple things heard around OUR house recently:

Should’a Sprung for the Chest X-ray:

The boys and I were out trimming back some plants in our front gardens, when José asked me, “Mama, what was it again that our bushes had and then you had to dig them out and throw them away?”

[Correct answer: Gall.]

Heriberto (with full authority of tone): José, you know the answer to that question. It was tubarkulosis.

[Or that.]

The Purpose-Driven Side-Effect:

José (humming to himself, then starts singing): Chemotherapy, chemotherapy, chemotherapy… Read the rest of this entry

Just some of the chatter ’round our house this week:

The Circle of Life

Heriberto:  Mama, how come you mostly don’t eat so much desserts?

Me:  Well, because unless I know I’m going to be getting some exercise, I don’t want to eat too many fats and sweets ’cause my body’s not growing like yours is.

H:  Are you going to get taller?

Me:  No, I’m done growing.  So I can only get bigger out sideways.  And actually, eventually, I’ll start getting shorter!  ‘Cause that’s what happens when you get old.

H (hailing back to the food chains and natural cycles we’ve studied this year):  It’s like a Life Chain!  First you grow, then you get shorter!  (dancing around and singing, now)  First you grow, then you get shorter, first you grow, then you get shorter, first you grow, then you get shorter… and then the decomposers eat you.

[Wow.  And, with that thought, NOW I need to go get some chocolate.]

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Single Hispanic Male, Seeking…

[During a discussion they initiated over lunch about who you can and cannot marry] Read the rest of this entry

Just some of the chatter ’round our house this week:

No Supervision Necessary:

José (to my sister): Tía Amy, when was your car made?

A: It’s a 2003.

J: So how old does that make your car?

A: I guess that makes it 8.

J: Your car is old enough to stay home by itself!  [In our state, that's the magic age for kids not to need a sitter.]

A: Ha! Yeah, your right!  I’ve left it home alone anyway though.

J: Yeah, ‘cause it’s a car, and it can’t go anywhere by itself.

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Like Father, Like … umm… Savanna Wildlife?

Heriberto:  Mama, why is it that Daddy Lions make the Mommy Lions go out and do all the work? Read the rest of this entry

Just a few of the quoteables heard ’round our house this week:

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Signs That We Need to Add “Learning Basic Measurements” to our Curriculum: 

J [to H]:  We’re six and a half.

H:  Mama, is that right?  Are we six and a half?

Me:  Well, not yet.  You’ll be six and a half in February.  You’re a little less than that right now.

H:  Like six and three inches?

[Uhhh...]

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Science Lessons in the Van:

H:  Mama, how come when we stick both our fingers in our nose holes and try to breathe out, our heads get all cloggy? Read the rest of this entry

You can tell that this Mamacita just discovered Liberty’s Kids on Netflix-Watch-Instantly:

[Outside, while gardening]

Jose:  Mama, do ants ever fight each other?

Me:  Yes, I suppose so.  Like if two different colonies want the same food.

J:  Oh, so some of them are British?!

[In the car]

Heriberto:  Mama, what year was it when you were born?

Me: 1978

H:  So the Redcoats were still here when you were a baby?

[Umm... no, that would've been 1778... but thanks for that]

For more TTT, visit by friend Mary’s blog carnival at NotBefore7.

Haven’t posted a Tiny Talk Tuesday in a while, but not for lack of chatter in our household, BELIEVE ME.  I’ve just been a little behind in general lately!

And so my first TT is from just before my trip last month:

[Explaining to his co-op teacher that they would be absent during the week of my trip]

Heriberto [loud and clear for all the families to hear]:  Mama’s going to El Salvador, and we won’t be here because Papa’s too shy to bring us!

[Thus sealing forever that Fred will not set foot in that classroom... even though, no, he's not!]  Read the rest of this entry

My friend Mary started Tiny Talk Tuesday a couple years ago.  It’s a blog carnival meant to help parents record and then look back with laughs at the things our kids said when they were “little.”  So here are a few things heard around OUR house recently:

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