I was telling Master the story of why we celebrate Thanksgiving. And yes, I realize that the "story" we learned about in grade school isn't exactly how it went down, but he's 4.
Here's a quick preschool friendly story about Thanksgiving: A long time ago (before anyone you know was even born) in England there were a group of people called the Pilgrims. There was also a mean king. He told everyone that they needed to do things his way and no other way. This made the Pilgrims sad. So they all got into a boat and sailed all the way across the ocean to America. When they got there it was really cold and they were sick and hungry. Then they met some people that already lived there, the Native Americans. The Native Americans taught the Pilgrims how to grow food and find food. When all the food was done growing the Pilgrims had so much food they decided to have a party to celebrate. Because the Native Americans helped them, the Pilgrims invited them to the party.
So I told Master this story and then we went over it together so he could remember it. He informed me that The State-ive Americans helped the Pilgrims.
So close, buddy. So close
I nanny for a 1 year old girl (BabyGirl) and 4 (A/Master of Disaster) & 6 (J/Whiny Magee) year old boys. As you can imagine I hear some of the funniest things ever said. Master of Disaster actually asked me once "Jessica, why are you so bossy" And my response was,"because I'm the boss"
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Friday, November 9, 2012
We were listening to "Jar of Hearts" in the car on the way home from school. These are the lyrics that we had just listened to:
And who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
Dear, It took so long just to feel alright
Remember how you put back the light in my eyes
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
'Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back
You look at get me back
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
Dear, It took so long just to feel alright
Remember how you put back the light in my eyes
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
'Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back
You look at get me back
Master of Disaster: Why did she say "don't come back here"?
Me: She was mad at him
MofD: Why?
Me: He was a mean boy
MofD: Oh. . .Are they married?
Me: I don't know. Why do you ask that?
MofD: Well she said "kissed"
Me: Do you think they are married?
MofD: yeah
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