Not so subtle hints…

Tonight at bedtime, in an effort to get away from the endless requests for superhero stories, and inspired by a page in The Runaway Bunny, I asked Henry if he wanted me to tell him a bedtime story about a circus.
Henry:  “What’s it called?”
Mommy:  “Um, it doesn’t have a name.  It’s just a circus.”
Henry:  “No, [...]

Good to know…

“Grandma is a person.  [long pause]  But not a ninja.”

Flights of fancy

For the past month or so, Henry has been living in various costumes.  It’s mostly been part of the ongoing superhero obsession, but costume choices range from the now nearly worn-out Power Ranger costume that he picked out for this Halloween weeks ago, to a Zorro-esque costume I whipped up out of construction paper on [...]

My big boy

Henry would like it to be known that he is now a big boy and can go to sleep without his mommy or daddy sleeping with him (i.e. lying down in his bed til he falls asleep, which we’ve pretty much been doing since the great monster scare of spring ‘09).  New bedtime query: “Who’s [...]

What babies really want…

Henry:  Cats are not very noisy.  Are babies scared of dogs?
Mommy:  I don’t know.  Different babies are scared of different things.
Henry:  Sometimes when babies are in your tummy, they want a pet.  If they don’t have one already.
Mommy:  Mmmm.  That’s interesting.  What made you think of that?
Henry:  Maybe a fish.
Mommy:  Yes, fish are nice and [...]

Things you get no choice about

Jose:  I don’t want to be your friend anymore!
Henry:  (gets upset, then thinks for a moment)  You’re my cousin!

Mommy’s little Oedipus shifts loyalties

Henry’s been going through the Oedipal phase for at least a year now–as in walking into our bedroom, climbing into bed with us, and announcing, “Go away, Daddy!”  But the times they are a-changing.
Henry:  What’s that on your hand?
Mommy:  That’s my wedding ring.  Daddy has one, too.  We got them when we got married.
H:  I want [...]

Back to blogging

I’m baaaaack!  I don’t have much time for blogging these days, but Henry is such a person these days and I’m trying to hold on to the memories.  So I’ll try to start keeping up again.

So that’s what that is….

Latest in Henry’s discovery of the human body: “I have a tail!” 
Me: Really?
Henry: [points at penis]
Me: Actually, that’s your penis.  It’s where your peepee comes out of.
Henry: [preening in front of mirror] I have a tail!  Like a turtle!

Identity issues

Henry is always being something–usually some kind of animal.  Crawling, running, growling, roaring, quacking, barking, breathing fire.  Now that we seem to have gotten past the multi-month dinosaur phase–”I’m a stri-tera-ops!  I’m a T-rex!  I’m a stegosaurus!”–recent favorites include lobster, panda, ANIMAL tiger (as distinguished from Kung Fu Master Tigress), and the entire caterpillar-pupa-butterfly routine. 
Under [...]