What He Saying?: Vol 01

We thought it would be a good idea to save and share some of the precious and/or humorous things that come from Ryder’s mouth — there have been quite a few. Unfortunately, we’ve probably forgotten more than we’ve captured; nevertheless, we’ll try and make this a regular blog occurrence. The particular phrase “What he saying?” is one of Ryder’s favorite questions, as well, and therefore a perfect title for this post.

Ryder: “What’s a nose for?”
Ryan: “It’s for breathing, and for smelling things.”
Ryder: “No. It’s for boogs. And for blowin’.”

When we brought Maisy home from the hospital, she had, like most babies, the dried stump of her umbilical cord protruding from her belly button. During one diaper change, Ryder noticed this anatomical feature.
Ryder: “Wassdaat?”
Caitlin: “It’s Maisy’s umbilical cord. It’s where she used to get her food when she was in Mommy’s tummy.”
Ryder [with his own explanation] : “There’s poop coming out of Maisy’s penis.”

Since Maisy’s arrival Caitlin has enlisted the aid of a nipple shield in the breastfeeding process. It has a been very helpful in making the process bearable, or so I’m told. The “nipple shield” is a thin piece of silicone. It sits in on a dish next to our bed for easy access. Ryder walks up to Cait, who’s laying in bed. He grabs the nipple shield and holds it up to her.
Ryder: “You want to put your boob on?”

Seagulls in the Park

Seagulls in the Park

Out on a walk around the neighborhood, Ryan noticed that there was a huge amount of standing water in the local park. He took Ryder in the stroller to look at the excessive number of seagulls that were cavorting in the pools. After discussing what the seagulls were doing for a little while, Ryder was ready to go and look for puppies, which we’d being seeing a good number of in the neighborhood.

Ryan: “Are you ready to go?”
Ryder: “Yes.”
Ryan: “OK.”
Ryder: “Bye bye seagulls, have fun looking for seeds.”

Mistaken Identity

Hand Turkey. Turkey.

Hand Turkey. Turkey.

In case you are unaware, a big part of my job working in the school system as an OT is to come up with activities to encourage various fine/visual motor skills in kids. It’s very intellectually demanding. It’s a wonder you people can keep up with my crafty prowess. Anyway, one of these particular activities happened around Thanksgiving; this was your standard turkey made by tracing the opposite hand and then decorating it. When I presented my model to a small group of kids and asked what it was, one of them shouted out, “a hand chicken!”He was very serious about his answer. I was a bit sad, because I thought that my turkey looked fairly legit, but kids don’t seem to lie in these gut reaction situations. I told him it was a turkey and we moved on to create one for him. Cut to our first session after holiday break. I had gotten this great little crafty book for ideas on these sorts of activities. One of them was making a peacock. So I put together my model and decorated it all nice (clearly a subjective statement). I present it to my little group and asked if anyone knew what it was. My little friend looked at me like I was slightly off and said “a hand chicken.” I could almost hear the “duhh”. I laughed out loud because sometimes you need to be humbled by a seven year old. And the little kid is just so cute.

Amy and Tim got married. Here’s proof.

Amy & Tim. Macking.

Amy & Tim. Macking.

Amy and Tim got married. There are even pictures to prove it.

Here they are:

If you only have time for one or two, start with Slider and Jacque’s and don’t miss Lauren’s. I think they take the cake for photo quality and the breadth of crowd/guests represented. Keep up the good work, folks. Image in this post are from the actual, professional photographer (Nicole Hahn), who as far as I can tell, shouldn’t be worried about job safety.

 

Amy & Tim. Walking into the Reception.

Amy & Tim. Walking into the Reception.