Since my post yesterday at Parenting was about The Bean, I thought it only fair to focus this post on Buddy. So here are some Buddy-isms (I’m taking a page from Superha’s Ash-isms. Thanks Superha and Ash!):
Buddy continues his quest to be ultra-attuned to emotions. This morning at camp I gave Bean a kiss goodbye and then walked over to Buddy who was looking around as if he was trying to decide on an activity. I pointed out one of his adorable camp mates who was also wandering a little aimlessly: “Why don’t you go play with [Wandering Boy]?” Buddy looked at WB for a moment, then turned to me and said matter-of-factly, “No, he’s too angry.”
Embarrassed that his parents might overhear, I looked around and quickly said, “No he’s not! [WB] is fine!” Then I caught the teacher’s eye, whose eyebrows were raised, clearly amused. She nodded at Buddy and quietly said, “He’s very perceptive.”
Doh! I smiled at her, gave Buddy a quick kiss and got the hell out of there.
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Everyday, I pick the kids up from camp and the three of us walk home. I can pick them up in the stroller, but I enjoy spending that time walking hand-in-hand, asking them about the fun things they did that day.
Yesterday, G came along to pick the kids up. On the way home, Buddy moaned that he was tired and asked G to pick him up. (Mind you, he never asks me to pick him up and always asks G to pick him up. Everywhere. Draw whatever conclusions you will with that info. It can go any way you want.) When the drama started, I said, “[Buddy], we walk home everyday and I never pick you up! Come on, you can —”
Buddy half-turned towards me and GAVE ME THE HAND. A flat-palmed, Whitney-fied, attitude-fueled, HAND. He interrupted me with furrowed brows, clearly peeved, “Mom, PLEASE. Don’t talk to me! Don’t talk to me, Mom.”
G and I looked at each other and double-Doh’d! Then laughed our asses off the rest of the way home.
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On the first day of camp, the teachers asked all the kids to help them make the “Class Rules,” then posted them in the hall for the parents to see. Bean’s rule was, “We all stay together.” The other kids’ rules were, “Share our toys,” and, “We should be nice to each other,” amongst others. This is Buddy’s:
If you know Buddy, you know that his eyes are huge (obviously not inherited from moi) and, while he has gotten better about it, he is occasionally prone to staring. Without blinking. In fact, he had a staring contest with Cluttered Mom once. And won. When he was about six months old. So, this was quite funny to us.
To be honest, I was a little surprised that Buddy even said that, so I asked the teacher about it. I guess he said, “Watch the teacher,” but she said she extrapolated since he kept pointing to his eyes. So I don’t think I can give him full credit for that one. Still, funny to us.
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The twins are LOVING camp and quite honestly, I’m a little scared about how they will react when it ends. Everyday they run into my arms when I pick them up and they ask immediately when they can come back. There’s nothing like seeing your kids so incredibly happy when you’re not around! In all seriousness, I love this place and I love their teachers and I’m grateful to them for making our kids so happy.
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Happy Friday everyone!
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Sure…Jew camp is great when you’re little. It’s the Hebrew School you have to watch out for! J/k. I’m so glad they love camp. Makes me want to shout out a big F-U to those two anon commenters from a couple weeks ago.
How did it go with the Mitzvah notes? If you really want to impress their teachers, next week at pick-up you can say, “Oy! I am schlepping nachus from you two!” Then call them Shana Punums. Which they are. And Zeesa Punums. If you don’t know, ask Aunt Lana
The teachers didn’t say anything about the notes! And I forgot to ask about them. Maybe they were able to tell that we scribbled them out two minutes before we left the house. However, many of the parents were scribbling theirs out at camp.
Aunt L? Aunt L?
Oh, SNAP! I think that might even deserve two clicks of the tongue and an ai-goo!
“We all stay together” - that made me smile. And it really comes through how the one-on-one personal relationships are very important for Buddy. Very, very sweet.
He gave you the hand?!? I know I shouldn’t encourage attitude, but~~wow~~that’s so adorable!!!
I’m glad the twins like camp and that you’re happy with their teachers. It’s so important.
talk to the fist, cuz the hand don’t understand! talk to the left ‘cuz that ain’t right. ha, ha. buddy is hilarious. looking forward to more buddy-isms.
That is so great that the kids love camp so much. Talk to the hand, that’s hilarious!
Wow, can’t wait to see what Buddy says to you when he’s four! LOL
So glad that both kids are loving camp - can I go too?
Buddy’s class rule was too funny. I burst out laughing. I can’t remember who won the staring contest. I bet he did!
“…with your eyes”??
that was hilarious.
looking forward to more.
It’s great that he is so aware of emotions. He sounds like such a smart, funny little boy.
Sounds like Buddy’s having a lot of fun! I love his artwork! Ha ha, he gave you the hand… Sassy little man. LN stares all the time! A bit unnerving…
It’s amazing how perceptive he is! Must be doing a lot of observing with those big eyes of his,
Those are such sweet & funny -isms! Love ‘em, love ‘em, love ‘em; especially the Whitney-fied hand. Uh boy!
Do you think maybe Buddy is an empath?
Buddy sounds so cute. I can believe he gave you the hand. The first time I got the hand and head wiggle from Evie was around that age. Welcome to the world of attitude and backtalk.