Two things to cross of things-I-never-thought-I-would-say list.
I took the boys to the park on Sunday. As I pushed Tornado A on the swing, Tornado E and Tornado S tried to get a few kids to play with them. They were too far away for me to hear what the conversation was about, but I could read Tornado E’s body language as he gave them his pitch. My little extrovert. My little salesman. My little leader.
Tornado E: You guys can be the Nazis!
Now that was clear enough for all the adults surrounding the playground to hear.
Me: (pitching my voice just under The Voice level) Tornado E! Come here. Now.
Tornado E ran over.
Tornado E: Hi, Mommy! What do you want?
Me: (deep breath) We don’t make other people Nazis.
Tornado E: But we’re going to play Indiana Jones!
Me: We. Do Not. Make other people. Nazis.
Tornado E: But Mommy!
Me: Play a different game. Have different enemies. But we do not play Nazis. Do you understand?
Tornado E: Yes, Mommy.
He walked off.
I’m really starting to regret buying him that video game.
As I was reading, Tornado S ran into the room.
Tornado S: MOMMY!
Tornado S: Girls pee from here, right?! (He pointed to his crotch.)
Tornado S: Ok! (He ran out of the room.) Daddy! I was right! Girls do pee from there! Mommy told me!
Now technically I knew that conversation was coming. I just didn’t expect to discuss it in that manner.