Showing posts with label K. Show all posts
Showing posts with label K. Show all posts

Nov 19, 2012

Thank-you'd out

This expression is probably not exactly grammatically correct or something we feel often.

But my husband did.
by our sweet little boy K.

This photo taken this summer is nothing to do with this post, but it captures him throwing....
He loves trains, cars, motorcycles, trucks, tractors, anything with wheels.
He also loves to throw stuff, like things listed above. 
So, when his Daddy moves the couch, well, we hit some jack-pot. 

K: "Wow! Dah! (That's how he calls Dad. Daddy is too cool to be called with 2 syllables, according to the old man) Thank you!"
Dah: "You are welcome, K."
K: "No! Dah! Thank you! Thank you, Dah! Choo-choo! Thank you!"
Dah: "Yup."
K:"Wow! Thomas! Thank you, Dah! Wow! Cars! Dah! Thank you! Thank you, Dah!"
Dah: "Yeah, yeah. It's okay, K."
K: "Thank you, Dah! Choo-choo! Wow, cars! Dah! Thank you!"
Dah: "Okay, that's enough, K."
K: "Thank you! Thank you, Dah!"
Dah: "....."

K thanked his Dad 5800 times (not that he counted), for about good 20 minutes. 
He is a very thankful child, to say the least, maybe. 

Oct 10, 2012

Line up!

 
 My little boy K has been into lining his toys...
 
 in the middle of living room,
 on top of the staircase,
 or on the dining table.
But they all have to face the same direction
whether going vertically or horizontally,
 so that they will all LINE UP!

Jul 30, 2012

K vs. a garden snake

I did not witness this, but it has to be recorded. No photo either...
(Ok, here is a photo of K with beach boy lock before his haircut - nothing to do with this post)
 
The other day, our 2 1/2 year-old K had his first encounter with a garden snake at our friend's place. My husband was holding it to show the kids. K's big brother J touched a little bit. Despite my husband's warning to K not to go too close to the head of the snake, K went to touch its head.

Snap! (or maybe not so much...)

Of course, the snake took a bite of K on his thumb.

K's response?

He wrapped his hand around the thumb, held for a while, then yelled at the snake
"NO! BABY ITAI ITAI!" ("ITAI" means hurt in Japanese and he calls himself "baby", so he was telling the snake that K is hurting!)

He looked at the thumb (no bleeding or anything major) again, then again
"NO! NO!! NO!!! NO ITAI ITAI!"

Got that, snake? No more hurting K!

K vs. a garden snake - a garden snake may have had an advantage of biting K, but K didn't cry....so, stay tune for the round 2! (well, hopefully not too soon for his mother's sake...)