Two Texans & A Little Russky: don't talk to me

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1.09.2012

Project: Nikita Miles Alexander Johnson

i'm a little behind on my posting, as usual, however i do want to introduce you all to a new tab i've created at the top of the blog called: "2012 photo journal". i'm going to {attempt!} to take a picture a day of nick this year to see how he's grown, and better document what the crazy guy is up to! i've already missed one day, but with all new year's resolutions, i think we're allowed a do-over or two early on in the game! hope you enjoy watching the russky grow with us!

here's the direct link in case you want to save it...
http://2texansandalittlerussky.blogspot.com/p/2012-photo-journal.html

xoxo...liese :o)

2.09.2010

Random Nicky

There is nothing more annoying or nauseating than the sound of a preschooler smacking his food. So, during all our meals, we ask Nicky to chew with his mouth shut, and we properly model the behavior.

Last night's dinner went something like this:

Nicky - noshing on pasta con broccoli...homemade of course...and by that I mean a Kraft individual microwave pasta thing with frozen broccoli added - hey, i made it at home!

Momma - enjoying a lovely crunchy salad...picked up from the grocery store salad bar on the way home.

(Dinner's always quick and easy when it's just the two of us.)

After eating for only a few minutes...

Momma: Nicky, would you please chew with your mouth shut? Look how Momma chews.

Nicky: wike dis momma?

Momma: Yes. Good job! Thank you!

A little bit of time goes by...

Momma: Nicky, please chew with your mouth shut.

Nicky: oookaaay momma.

Momma: Good job. Thank you, now keep doing it.

Another few minutes go by...

Momma: NICKY. PLEASE. STOP. SMACKING. YOUR. FOOD. I do not want to hear you eat - please chew with your mouth shut! (obviously this part was said through gritted teeth and with a slight inkling of agitation.)

Nicky: Not a word. Just a blank stare. Began chewing with mouth closed.

We continued to eat in silence for about a minute...

Nicky: (said while Momma was chewing the aformentioned crunchy salad) - i no want to hear you chew either Momma.

Touché my son.

2.01.2010

Random Nicky

I've been buying bags of either "Little Cuties" or clementines (aka seedless tangerines) - whichever is cheaper or on sale usually wins. Apparently they're pretty much the same fruit (variations of mandarin oranges) and besides being seedless, they are super easy to peel. In fact, I am so talented, I can peel them in one big piece - I should put that on my resume..."top notch clementine peeler". Anywho, I'm not always certain of what they're called, so I've told Nicky they were tangerines for lack of a better term. The other day we had the following conversation:

Nicky: you makin orange momma? (said as I was peeling it)
Momma: No, this is a tangerine. It's the same color as an orange, but it's smaller.
Nicky: oh. it orange?
Momma: No, the color is orange, but it's called a tangerine. It's like a baby orange.
Nicky: oh. it tangine. ok.
Momma walks to the other side of the kitchen to wash her hands.
Nicky (mutters as Momma walks away): yeah. that orange.
Momma shakes her head and goes about her business getting lunch ready.

I suppose technically, we're both right, but, he doesn't know that - and we are trying to explain that things can appear to be the same, yet they are different. I definitely see litigation in this kid's future.