Posts filed under "Stuff my kids say"

Bluebird of Testosterone, slam-bang edition

The Bluebird of Testosterone is back -- summoned by TwoBoo, of course.
Courtesy Wikicommons
TwoBoo is sitting in The Husband's lap. They're discussing how to make The Husband open his hand and release the quarter inside.

The Husband: It's not strength, it's a question of leverage. How can you make Daddy open up his hand?
TwoBoo, cheerfully: With a hammer?
The Husband, stifling laughter: Well... yeah... but how can you do it in a less violent way?
TwoBoo: With a hammer?

Why bother finding another way when this one works, right?
Posted on August 27, 2012 and filed under "Stuff my kids say".

Bluebird of Testosterone: drug interactions

Last week The Boy spiked a fever one day (which subsided quickly), then woke up with headaches for the next two days. We gave him some kids' Tylenol and a small piece of chocolate -- small piece! -- for the caffeine boost. Then we tried to explain the caffeine/Tylenol combination.

Us: The caffeine in the chocolate will help make the Tylenol work faster. It takes a while to work because it has to travel through your body before it starts working on your headache.

The Boy: All the way through my body and through my penis?

I think a few lessons in how the digestive system works, with an addendum on medication absorption, is in order.
Posted on May 17, 2011 and filed under "Stuff my kids say", "The Husband".

Bluebird of Testosterone, twofer edition

For those of you who are new to le blog, welcome! From time to time I post about visits from the Bluebird of Testosterone. This weekend was a bonanza -- what I can remember of it.

The Boy, after getting dressed to go to church: "I look good. But my leg hurts."

TwoBoo (who is toilet-training), after I went to the bathroom: "Good job, Mommy!"

Should get even better as TwoBoo's vocabulary grows...
Posted on May 2, 2011 and filed under "Stuff my kids say".

Christmas BOT

We walked over to our neighbor's house for Christmas dinner last night, and it was a wonderful antidote to my cabin fever. Food and friends were great, and TwoBoo settled down after being cranky most of the day. The Boy was mostly bored, of course, being the second-youngest guest. But then he got three M&M's, made friends with the neighbor's dog, and ran around like mad with The Husband for about 15 minutes. So he was happy.

As we got ready to leave, the Bluebird of Testosterone made a quick visit. Check out the exchange between The Husband and The Boy while zipping up The Boy's jacket:

The Husband - Do you need help?
The Boy - No thank you, I can handle anything.
Posted on December 26, 2008 and filed under "Stuff my kids say", "The Husband".