Daven Says

We watch a little Disney Jr. in the morning before school. Usually it's Mickey Mouse Club House while I have my first cup of coffee and he has his milk or juice.

This morning he comes up on the couch and shoves a handful of stuffed animals on me. "I'm the daddy and you're the mommy and these are our babies. "

"Honey, protect our babies. I'm going to shoot Clarabell. "

What?  I guess she DID have it coming with all of those nursery rhymes...

Daven Says

What's one Halloween movie that can be watched every year without getting old?  For me, it's Hocus Pocus. (Although I'll admit to being a fan of Halloweentown as well). In years past, I've always scurried to catch it a few times on ABC Family. But this year - everyone give my husband a round of applause - he ordered the movie for me!! (Thanks, boo)

My plan was to watch it with my friend and coworker, Samantha while Daven and her son, Conan were over to play. I picked up Daven early yesterday since I only worked a half day and told him in the car what we would be watching that night. 

"Hocus Pocus?  Wouldn't it be funny if it was Hocus Tookus?"

I laughed. Where does he come up with this stuff?  At which point, he repeated it a good ten times. I couldn't help but think that this must be the title of an adult version of the film, where the three sisters...ew. Hocus Tookus - definitely not what Disney had in mind!

Also, I'll go ahead and note that I had to ask Adam how to spell tookus. Yep, that happened. 

Daven Says: When Boys Play Barbies

What do you do when you're a boy playing with a sweet , Barbie mansion?  You keep it real. 

While the other dolls are driving convertibles and getting ready for a night on the town, Daven's doll (a shirtless Justin Beiber doll, complete with hand- drawn scars) is focusing on more basic tasks. 

"Ok, I'm going to go poop!" 

"Uh, ok. Thanks for sharing..." was the reply his on-again, off-again girlfriend responded. 

Daven Says

"Mommy, Daddy, Mommy, Daddy!"

"What is it, bub?"

"Me and Ryan (Rian?) are dating!"

"What?  You are?  And what does that mean?" 

"It means that I am her boyfriend and she is my girlfriend. "

Someone hold me. I'm not ready for this shit lol. 

Daven Says: On Getting Old

We were in the car this morning on the way to preschool. I was talking to him about how he could have a great day and what he was looking forward. Instead, I got this :

"Mrs. Moss has lots of lines on her face, just like Emperor Palpatine. That's one reason I don't like her. "

Well, then. 

Daven Says

"Mommy, why do you pee out of your tushie?"

Daven appears to be scratching his, ahem, "hole":

"Daven, what the matter with your tushie?"

"Oh, nothing. It's just ticklish so I'm tickling my tushie hole. "

After he had bit the inside of his cheek earlier in the day:

"Mommy, I have a sore nipple in my mouth. "

Daven Says

"Does aunt Lacey have a baby in her belly?"

"No, I don't think she does. "

"I think she does. "

"Why do you think that?"

"Because she's married and when you and daddy got married then I was in your belly. "

Daven Says

While this happened a few days ago, I haven't gotten a chance before now to sit down and write it out. 

I believe it was Sunday evening and Adam, Daven and I went to Outback Steakhouse for dinner. Daven, who at this point hadn't gone number two in over two days, started making THE face. Most of you who have ever been around kids or babies know the face I'm talking about. It's the poop face. 

I asked him to come to the bathroom with me, and it must have been serious business because he walked right into the stall and closed the door. I stood outside, holding the door closed. 

"Mom!  I did it!  I went poop!"

"Yay!  Good job!"  The woman washing her hands at the sink smiled. 

"And it's huge!  You've got to come see this, mommy!  Come look at my HUGE POOP!"

I had to laugh. The lady at the sink laughed as well, and I think I may have heard a snicker coming from the other stall. 

Hooray for huge poops...in the potty!

Daven Says

"Hey, those are my favorite!" Daven pointed to the box of thin mints on the side table that daddy had left out from last night. 

"Are they from the Girl Scouts?"  

"Yep, they sure are. "

"Do they match my poop?"

"What?"

"Do the cookies match my poop because they are brown?"

"Yeah, I guess they do, huh?"

"Yeah because my poop is brown, too. "

There's a new slogan for those peppy Girl Scouts to use while peddling their cookies: Thin Mints - they match your poop. 

Daven Says (Does?)

Those that spend any amount of time with Daven know that he's basically obsessed with Star Wars. He can take even the biggest adult fan to school on the details concerning the movies. So it shouldn't surprise me that it creeps up out of nowhere in the middle of school. 

During the music portion of their day (in which I play the piano, and Bub refuses to leave my side) they have started working on the beginning letter of everyone's name. They have a banner on a closet door of the alphabet and ask each child up, one at a time to point to "their" letter and say it with the wooden pointer. I'm sitting on the floor with Daven, watching Mrs. Jessica's class take their turn. The kids are generally being very supportive of one another. 

Next up, it's Daven's class. One of the little girls is such a cheerleader, telling each of her peers "good job" as they identify and say their letter. Out of nowhere, Daven starts to slow clap and say, "Good, good. " in his attempt at a deep voice. It took me a moment to realize that he was mimicking Emperor Palpatine when he's egging on Luke to use his anger. 

That's my son - our little Star Wars nerd prodigy. 

Daven Says

Daven has this game that he likes to play where he takes every pillow and stuffed animal that he can find in the room and he covers you with them. He claims it's jail. After you get tired of being covered and surrounded, he will decide that it's his turn in jail. 

This afternoon, he requested that daddy put him in jail. After being surrounded by fluff, Daven begins to shout at Adam, "Hey, let me out of here, you evil wash rag!" 

What?  Did he just say that?  

"Daven, what did you call daddy?"

"I called him an evil wash rag. "

Interesting. Definitely better than potty words. Although I wonder where he came up with such a concept. 

Daven Says

This is only a bit of the exchange that I happened to catch this morning:

"I'm going to put Darth to bed so that Santa can come and bring him toys. "

"I need to cover him up. Here, Darth. I will lay with you so you have your daddy here. "

1.) Isn't Daven just the sweetest?

2.) Doesn't Vader look super creepy in my kid's bed?

Daven Says

I had just started up Justin Timberlake's new album in the kitchen before starting dishes. I was standing at the sink when Daven came in. He looked at my iPad, listened for a moment, and started dancing. 

And then he said, 

"Hey!  That's my jam!" And he continued to dance. 

What can I say?  The kid has good taste in music.