My little guy Ike is a bit of a character. Sometimes he says weird things, as kids tend to do. My friends and family get a laugh out of it when I post quotes from him on Facebook, so today is his day on the blog. Enjoy. (For reference, Ike was five years old for most of these. I don’t have time to search farther back on Facebook. Simon was seven or eight)
Ike.
Ike: “Mom, I’m goin’ upstairs, you stay here.”
Me: “Why, what are you doing?”
Ike: “NUFFIN’ YOU NEED TO WORRY ABOUT.”
(I was VERY worried.)
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Ike: “Simon! I can’t sleep with you crying!”
Me: “You could show some sympathy…”
Ike: “Simon, you’re wearin’ socks and you feet are gonna get stinky.”
Me: “…what?”
Ike: “Well, I don’t know what symmafee is.”
Obviously.
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Ike: “I got celery juice in my eye! It’s ok, it feels good… No, wait. Nope, it feels bad.”
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Ike: “Mommy? Mommy? Mommy-mommy.”
Me: “Stop saying mommy, please.”
Ike: “Mommy mommy.”
Me: “Hey, what did I say?”
Ike: “I meant the ones with the toilet paper wrapped around them. Mummies. I just say that now. You can’t be mad.”
#technicalities
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Actual conversation re: summer camp:
Me: So you think you might want to go to camp?
Simon: How long would it be?
Me: Looks like it would be–
Ike: I want to go on a train!
Me: Yes, later. Four nights.
Simon: I’d miss you.
Ike: Where’s the train?
Me: There IS no train.
Simon: *looks at pamphlet* How old do kids have to be? When is it?
Ike: I’ll go!
Me: You’re too young, baby.
Ike: *slams head into table* I’M TOO YOUNG TO GO ON THE TRAIN?!
Me: No! You can go on the train when we go to Ontario. That’s not what we’re talking about. We’re talking about Simon and camp.
Ike: YAY!!!
Simon: Sounds like fun. I want to go. But I don’t want to go in a canoe, because the Titanic made me scared of boats.
Ike: But not TRAINS!*end scene*
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Ike: “Mommy, you are NOT the boss! You’re the queen.”
I can live with that. 🙂
disregard the prologue 
April 10th, 2014 at 8:04 am
this is my all time fave pic of our boy…except for all the others. lol. Thanks for the walk down memory lane…the best news…today is a new day with more Ike-isms in it! 🙂 Love you Ike! From Grandy xoxoxoxo
April 10th, 2014 at 8:32 am
Hilarious and cute. What is it with 4 and 5 year olds hitting their heads on tables?
April 10th, 2014 at 10:47 am
Ike always makes me think he should be living in 100 Acre Wood with all those other sweet and wonderful characters.
April 10th, 2014 at 11:12 am
This makes me wish I could go back and snuggle my boy when he was tiny. Now he’s a head taller than me (but at least he still says funny things to make me laugh).
April 10th, 2014 at 12:20 pm
It’s frightening how fast mine are growing. My husband is 6’3″ and they’re built the same, so I’m going to feel really short soon!
April 10th, 2014 at 12:26 pm
What an adorable photo! And I love those conversations!
April 10th, 2014 at 1:12 pm
He does love his costumes. 🙂
April 10th, 2014 at 7:59 pm
Bwhaha, the last one is my favourite. And that photo is completely adorable!
April 11th, 2014 at 12:38 pm
Oh my god, you have the most amazing kid IN THE WORLD – the mummy technicality is total genius!
I don’t have kids yet, but it’s stuff like this that I’m looking forward to experiencing 🙂
April 11th, 2014 at 12:40 pm
The fun/funny/heartwarming moments do make the bad days easier to handle!
April 11th, 2014 at 12:44 pm
I bet! I’m sure there are days when the “mummy” technicality is the last thing you need!