We are really boring over here right now. I have lost all motivation to do anything. OK, not really, but we are super boring. I did make it to the gym after the guilt of eating cake and the cookies Nate made at Janel's all day yesterday. Both were delicious.
Yesterday I was teaching Art Masterpiece to Ellie's class, and the kids had to make a scene out of shapes. So I'm looking at the scene one of the little boys made and he's telling me all about it. "Here are some boats, and here is the bridge. . . and this is a building. Where they have funerals." Definitely a unique picture. So Dustin and I were laughing at how dark and twisted it sounded coming from a 5 year old, but there was probably some really simple explanation, like he went to a funeral over the weekend. And then it made me panic for all of the things my kids have said that have a perfectly logical explanation to us, but sound weird when you're hearing them.
So one day when I was driving Ellie and her friend somewhere, her friend starts talking about cars.
"We drive a Honda and my daddy drives a Honda too. We have two Hondas." Ellie asks me what Dustin drives, so I tell her he drives a Honda. She then gets giddy becasue we have a Honda just like her friend. Then her friend pops out, "Well, you're Daddy has a Honda like my daddy, but you drive a Saturn." Ellie looks at her like she's crazy and asks, "What's a Saturn?" Her friend explains that the car we're in is made by Saturn, so we don't in fact drive a Honda. Ellie, possibly saddened by this and not wanting to be associated with something as lowly as a Saturn then says, "I don't drive a Saturn. I drive a Hummer."
Ellie and Nate in their hummer