Yesterday we did fireworks and of course at some point, Frank asked Tad would he like to have a sparkler up his nostril. Tad responded automatically with no, as most of the things daddy asks would they like are not advisable. So today, here was our conversation.
"Mom, what is a nostril?"
"The 2 little holes in your nose, those are called nostrils."
"What???"
"Well they had to be called something Tad."
"Yeah, well I would have thought they would be called something a little more clinical."
I thought, this is why I forget he is 6. He can use the word clinical in a mostly correct manner! But then, as if to deny me this pleasure at his wordiness he says, "Planet Nostril. That is what I am going to invent! A new planet called nostril because its a gross word!" Well way to go mom. He is a 6 yr old boy after all... Of this I am pleased as he makes me laugh.
Tad can also read well enough now that we cant leave things lying around that we dont want read by a 6 yr old. Frank's laptop is up as our desktop isnt working. The screen has a very cute kitty on it, and under this kitty it says "the voices in my head are telling me to kill you." Way to go mommy for letting him see this long enough to sound out the word voices. So then he begins to laugh, and laughed that belly laugh that he does so well until it made me laugh. Now each time he wishes to amuse himself, he says it under his breath. I do believe he understands the point of it as well.
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