and sun fuzzies is one.
Today at the annual Doctor's appointment, everyone's favourite Boohead was asked by his Doctor if he had any problems he wanted to talk about.
"Well," he began, "sometimes in the morning when I go outside, sun fuzzies get in my eye and it's very distracting."
There was confusion all around.
Sun fuzzies?
What?
But as his Doctor pointed out, there is absolutely no confusion about this vocabulary.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Tuesday, November 01, 2011
Polite Police
Today, BH was invited to the neighbour's house for lunch and a play date.
After much playing that went from the house to the yard, it was almost time to come home. BH however, had a question.
BH: Grandma?
Grandma: Yes, BH?
BH: Can M (neighbour friend) come over to our house?
Grandma: Not right now, BH. It's getting late and I'm sure his Mommy wants him.
BH: K (M's mother) was polite and had me over; it would be polite to invite M over.
Who called in the Polite Police?
After much playing that went from the house to the yard, it was almost time to come home. BH however, had a question.
BH: Grandma?
Grandma: Yes, BH?
BH: Can M (neighbour friend) come over to our house?
Grandma: Not right now, BH. It's getting late and I'm sure his Mommy wants him.
BH: K (M's mother) was polite and had me over; it would be polite to invite M over.
Who called in the Polite Police?
Sunday, October 09, 2011
Happy Birthday to Me
I'm sure that's what BH will sing to himself at some point today.
Happy Birthday, BH! A grand old 5. It's amazing and also a little scary. I also know I have not written anything on you here in some time but I will get it together some time.
Happy Birthday, BH! A grand old 5. It's amazing and also a little scary. I also know I have not written anything on you here in some time but I will get it together some time.
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Just a Little Bit
Two nights ago, at 11:15 p.m. or so, the conversation was had with Uncle CLee as to why at 11:15 p.m., little BH was still awake.
The explanation, at least in our minds, was simple: There had been a 5 p.m. nap leading to a late night up with his Momma and a skype session with Uncle CLee.
Simple, and true.
But perhaps there was something we were missing.
"Tell Uncle CLee why you are up so late," H1 told BH.
"Well you see," BH began "I am a little bit Octurnal."
What?
He knows what "nocturnal" means and there was some surprise as to why he was 'octurnal'.
Such a thing does not exist!
But, and as I brainstormed, perhaps if it were later, then he would be well and proper "nocturnal".
Apparently, I was spot on because that is the very reason BH gave for his being just a little bit octurnal.
In case you were wondering, he gets his ridiculousness from his Momma H1, and not me.
The explanation, at least in our minds, was simple: There had been a 5 p.m. nap leading to a late night up with his Momma and a skype session with Uncle CLee.
Simple, and true.
But perhaps there was something we were missing.
"Tell Uncle CLee why you are up so late," H1 told BH.
"Well you see," BH began "I am a little bit Octurnal."
What?
He knows what "nocturnal" means and there was some surprise as to why he was 'octurnal'.
Such a thing does not exist!
But, and as I brainstormed, perhaps if it were later, then he would be well and proper "nocturnal".
Apparently, I was spot on because that is the very reason BH gave for his being just a little bit octurnal.
In case you were wondering, he gets his ridiculousness from his Momma H1, and not me.
Saturday, July 02, 2011
These Days
These days, BH has taken to 'taunting' me with various things.
For instance, "Booooobbeeeey, I went to the zoo without you toooddaaaAY."
or
"Boooooobbeeeeeyyy, I had ice-cream without you toooddaaaAY."
My response is usually the same, "Really? While I was slavin' at work, you were doing all these things?"
"Yes."
He's got a cold heart, that one.
For instance, "Booooobbeeeey, I went to the zoo without you toooddaaaAY."
or
"Boooooobbeeeeeyyy, I had ice-cream without you toooddaaaAY."
My response is usually the same, "Really? While I was slavin' at work, you were doing all these things?"
"Yes."
He's got a cold heart, that one.
Monday, June 06, 2011
God, The Wind and A'Face
BH: Grandma! Why is it so windy today?
Grandma: I don't know, Boobey. You have to ask God and take it up with him.
::silence::
Some time later...
BH: God, please send the wind to A'Face's house.
Grandma: I don't know, Boobey. You have to ask God and take it up with him.
::silence::
Some time later...
BH: God, please send the wind to A'Face's house.
Happiness
Featured today, we are presenting a story of Moodou.
Moodou has a lot of love...a lot of love for a pacifier.
So great is this love, that he needs two of them and walks around the house letting everyone know.
Perhaps I should have entitled this blog post as "Greediness".
Moodou has a lot of love...a lot of love for a pacifier.
So great is this love, that he needs two of them and walks around the house letting everyone know.
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| A baby bao head for a baby bao (15 dumplings) |
Saturday, June 04, 2011
Hiding in the Tall Grass...
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| An epic battle is about to begin. |
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| A battle of friendly greetings! Because they're friends, of course! |
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| Friends who frolick in the tall grass, and take a moment to smell the flowers. |
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| It is certainly a beautiful day, today. |
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| The grass smells fresh and summery! |
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| And the colours out here are gorgeous. |
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| The flowers smell beautiful too. |
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| ::sigh:: It's all very true. |
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| Fly, friends! |
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| We're off to find food because it's time for lunch. |
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| Mmmm, yummy! Eating is what I do best! |
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| Scrumptious. A happy end to a happy, sunshine-y day with two friends hanging out in the Tall Grass. |
For the uncensored, grainy version as seen through the eyes of a thirty year old, please click here.
Currently listening to: "Weird" by Menomena
Sunday, May 22, 2011
Wishing
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| I hope he wished for millions of dollars. |
Saturday, May 21, 2011
In the Vocabulary of A'Face
A'Face's favourite food right now is the almighty pork rib.
Except he calls them "wibs".
One Saturday, after picking Grandma up from work, the plan was to go to a local sushi fusion place for lunch and A'Face would of course, be ordering the 'wibs'.
But, he refused to talk to Grandma. There was no "hello", no "good morning", no acknowledgment whatsoever of Grandma's existence.
In turn, Grandma threatened to eat the wibs when they arrived at the table.
Still, a silence.
That is, until the ribs were being brought to the table. A'Face quickly blurted out, "HI GRANDMA!".
It is clear that A'Face loves wibs even at the cost of being a beast.
Except he calls them "wibs".
One Saturday, after picking Grandma up from work, the plan was to go to a local sushi fusion place for lunch and A'Face would of course, be ordering the 'wibs'.
But, he refused to talk to Grandma. There was no "hello", no "good morning", no acknowledgment whatsoever of Grandma's existence.
In turn, Grandma threatened to eat the wibs when they arrived at the table.
Still, a silence.
That is, until the ribs were being brought to the table. A'Face quickly blurted out, "HI GRANDMA!".
It is clear that A'Face loves wibs even at the cost of being a beast.
In the Vocabulary of BooHead
There exists a word "puh" in the vocabulary of BooHead. As an example, BooHead went for a uniform sizing at his new school which he will be starting in September and whilst there, one of the classes was having a gym session.
Lots of kids were running around screaming and we all know boys and girls tend to stick together. There were lots of girls as BooHead observed and thus 'puh' came into existence.
It's much like "psh" and I think it means the same thing, "I don't care; I scoff at you".
If you do not feel comfortable using "puh", your next option is "tuh".
"Tuh" seems to denote a lot more disdain.
He's been using it often for everything as of late.
There's a lot to 'tuh' at when you're 4 years old.
Lots of kids were running around screaming and we all know boys and girls tend to stick together. There were lots of girls as BooHead observed and thus 'puh' came into existence.
It's much like "psh" and I think it means the same thing, "I don't care; I scoff at you".
If you do not feel comfortable using "puh", your next option is "tuh".
"Tuh" seems to denote a lot more disdain.
He's been using it often for everything as of late.
There's a lot to 'tuh' at when you're 4 years old.
Saturday, May 07, 2011
Songs
For some reason, BH just could not wait to get inside the bathroom to take off his clothes in preparation for the bath he needed to take one evening. Instead, he began the stripping outside, at the side of the house on his way into the kitchen.
And in this confusion, a new song was born.
"Everyone is going to see my DAH DOO DEE DEE DATS!"
...
If you may recall, the original composition by Boo Head was not so undignified. And as the months went by, there were variations of said composition.
It is no surprise then as to why I am slightly appalled.
And in this confusion, a new song was born.
"Everyone is going to see my DAH DOO DEE DEE DATS!"
...
If you may recall, the original composition by Boo Head was not so undignified. And as the months went by, there were variations of said composition.
It is no surprise then as to why I am slightly appalled.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Construction
When Spring comes, how better to spend your time than doing construction work with your neighbour M.
Bricks and cones were shuffled from one area to the next.
Holes were dug, which led to canals being dug.
The best though, was how far to dig your canal. How far, you ask? How do you know where it ends?
It's simple, really. You dig as far as the snake as per the instructions of Foreman M..
The what?
The snake.
Yep, the beady, red-eyed devil snake lurking in the grass.
Boohead recognized the dangers of such a request and refused.
I believe the snake was also okay with that.
Bricks and cones were shuffled from one area to the next.
Holes were dug, which led to canals being dug.
The best though, was how far to dig your canal. How far, you ask? How do you know where it ends?
It's simple, really. You dig as far as the snake as per the instructions of Foreman M..
The what?
Yep, the beady, red-eyed devil snake lurking in the grass.
Boohead recognized the dangers of such a request and refused.
I believe the snake was also okay with that.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
The Indignities One Endures
It's not just one of us that suffered at the hands of Boo Head yesterday, but a cat was also a casualty.
Well, I suppose BH was being kind when he surrounded Pumpkin with some of his lovely stuffed friends. He even built him a fort.
Pumpkin did not seem to mind. So I guess the one who suffered feeling unloved was Jazzie.
But you know who was terribly wronged this day?
Me. Or 2.
After I was laying on the couch playing cars and boo with him, he jumped up ready to go outside and I was met with "Get up lazy Boobey".
The words hurt but it was the unassuming, sweet, sing-song way in which they were said that cut the deepest.
Then there was the drawing incident...
I was informed that that there is me. I had to ask where my glasses were.
"Oh yeah, I forgot." and he drew them on.
You should have seen what I looked like before.
Well, I suppose BH was being kind when he surrounded Pumpkin with some of his lovely stuffed friends. He even built him a fort.
Pumpkin did not seem to mind. So I guess the one who suffered feeling unloved was Jazzie.
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| Here she is feeling jealous and giving the evil eye. |
Me. Or 2.
After I was laying on the couch playing cars and boo with him, he jumped up ready to go outside and I was met with "Get up lazy Boobey".
The words hurt but it was the unassuming, sweet, sing-song way in which they were said that cut the deepest.
Then there was the drawing incident...
"Oh yeah, I forgot." and he drew them on.
You should have seen what I looked like before.
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Winter Stories, Part IV
It's not Spring yet! The weather man told me Spring is not official until 7:21 p.m. tonight.
So I can still post winter stories! Not that Spring would stop me from pushing terrible reminders of this past Winter in your faces. Oh no, I'm evil enough to do such a thing. In fact, I think it's rather expected of me...
Anyway, for a couple of days last week, the winter brought a deluge of water. There were rainy days - super rainy days! - that left our basements flooded.
BH had an unexpected day off from school and H1 stayed home to take care of the wee one.
The wee one decided that his day would be best spent with rain boots on, sitting in the middle of the Great Winter Flood of 2011.
Looks like, the wee one puppy saved itself. Which is good because even though we were inclined to save it, we would rather spend our time taking pictures of the carnage first.
Rule 1: Pictures first. Saving later.
So I can still post winter stories! Not that Spring would stop me from pushing terrible reminders of this past Winter in your faces. Oh no, I'm evil enough to do such a thing. In fact, I think it's rather expected of me...
Anyway, for a couple of days last week, the winter brought a deluge of water. There were rainy days - super rainy days! - that left our basements flooded.
BH had an unexpected day off from school and H1 stayed home to take care of the wee one.
The wee one decided that his day would be best spent with rain boots on, sitting in the middle of the Great Winter Flood of 2011.
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| Stay there...wee one? Puppy? Stay there! |
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| Uhh...I thought we told you to stay there... |
Rule 1: Pictures first. Saving later.
Monday, March 07, 2011
Winter Stories, Part III
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| Being pulled around by Momma on the some freshly fallen snow is the life. |
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| A snowball fight with said Momma armed with giant snowballs is also the life. |
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| Shaking the heck out of some tree is probably the best reward life has to offer... |
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| ...Well you know, not so much for the tree's life actually. |
A Lobster Fest
Lobsters may look delicious in theory their tanks.
But crabs are the superior tasting claw fierce creatures.
But crabs are the superior tasting claw fierce creatures.
Thursday, March 03, 2011
Winter Stories, Part II
It's hard being BH.
There are wardrobes to consider, and expectations to be met.
Hoping that some girls will pass by, see you and take your picture is one such expectation. He's right though, you know.
Coolness should not be allowed to go unseen.
There are wardrobes to consider, and expectations to be met.
Hoping that some girls will pass by, see you and take your picture is one such expectation. He's right though, you know.
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| Cellphone |
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| And a shovel? |
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| Get this kid some fan girls. |
Tuesday, March 01, 2011
Winter Stories, Part I
This Winter has not passed without some sort of hi jinks.
For instance, here's a story about two deer that you may not have known.
Do you see that there? Those are deer tracks from two deer.
Two? you may ask.
Yes, that is what I was told.
So what exactly happened to these two deer?
Well, as it was told to me, one went one way...and the other made his escape via jumping over the fence. The fence is not close to the tree mind you, so I can assure those were some true acrobatics performed by said deer.
Also, the deer that went the other way? I'm not sure how it managed but I can also tell you that there was no deer hiding in his little house. That deer was gifted with Phantasm.
Or perhaps it was gifted with the power of Gopher-ism and burrowed into the ground there?
We may never know.
For instance, here's a story about two deer that you may not have known.
Do you see that there? Those are deer tracks from two deer.
Two? you may ask.
Yes, that is what I was told.
So what exactly happened to these two deer?
Well, as it was told to me, one went one way...and the other made his escape via jumping over the fence. The fence is not close to the tree mind you, so I can assure those were some true acrobatics performed by said deer.
Also, the deer that went the other way? I'm not sure how it managed but I can also tell you that there was no deer hiding in his little house. That deer was gifted with Phantasm.
Or perhaps it was gifted with the power of Gopher-ism and burrowed into the ground there?
We may never know.
Sad Meal
A'Face wanted a sad meal.
Angelo: What's a sad meal? Don't you mean a Happy Meal from McDonald's?
A'Face: Well, I don't need the toy because I have too many already, so I want a sad meal.
What a clown.
Uh...a sad clown?
Angelo: What's a sad meal? Don't you mean a Happy Meal from McDonald's?
A'Face: Well, I don't need the toy because I have too many already, so I want a sad meal.
What a clown.
Uh...a sad clown?
Monday, January 17, 2011
He Laughs
The other day at school, BH's nemesis who, according to BH is constantly naughty, smacked our little BH.
A discussion followed with Uncle Bunji as to A'Face's reaction to the fight.
"What did A'Face do? Did he help you?" Uncle Bunji asked, "because he's supposed to stand up for his cousin."
"No. He lassed," BH replied.
"He what? He laughed?" H1 asked. "Why did he laugh at you honey?"
"He always lass. A'Face is a lasser now," BH said.
Uncle Bunji was upset to hear that A'Face is a lasser. We were upset too but we still think being a 'lasser' might be a funny thing.
Lassable, even.
A discussion followed with Uncle Bunji as to A'Face's reaction to the fight.
"What did A'Face do? Did he help you?" Uncle Bunji asked, "because he's supposed to stand up for his cousin."
"No. He lassed," BH replied.
"He what? He laughed?" H1 asked. "Why did he laugh at you honey?"
"He always lass. A'Face is a lasser now," BH said.
Uncle Bunji was upset to hear that A'Face is a lasser. We were upset too but we still think being a 'lasser' might be a funny thing.
Lassable, even.
The Months of the Year
"I would like to see where Santa is now," BH said.
This was a week or so ago, well after Santa had already gone back to the North Pole for his hibernation.
"Well, I can tell you where he is. He's at the North Pole. Christmas is over and you will not be able to track Santa's flight until the end of the year. That's almost a whole year away... see? We're in January. Then there's February, Mar...," I began saying.
"...March, April, May, June...uhhh..." BH continued.
"Wow! I didn't know you knew the months, even though I did try to teach you at some point! It's July..." I helped.
"July, August, September, October, Newvember, DECEMBER!!!" he finished.
"Yep, very good! But now you know Santa's not coming for a while." I'm one to dash dreams, yes.
It's good to see he's learning things at school, except what the heck is "Newvember". Don't worry, I let him know it was "November". I'll quiz him in a few days to see what he says.
This was a week or so ago, well after Santa had already gone back to the North Pole for his hibernation.
"Well, I can tell you where he is. He's at the North Pole. Christmas is over and you will not be able to track Santa's flight until the end of the year. That's almost a whole year away... see? We're in January. Then there's February, Mar...," I began saying.
"...March, April, May, June...uhhh..." BH continued.
"Wow! I didn't know you knew the months, even though I did try to teach you at some point! It's July..." I helped.
"July, August, September, October, Newvember, DECEMBER!!!" he finished.
"Yep, very good! But now you know Santa's not coming for a while." I'm one to dash dreams, yes.
It's good to see he's learning things at school, except what the heck is "Newvember". Don't worry, I let him know it was "November". I'll quiz him in a few days to see what he says.
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