Classroom Leader

I love lunch time conversations!

Kyle (with a twinkle in his eye): When I need to tell my class something, I just say "Guys!". They all get quiet and listen to me. They think I'm the teacher!

Me: When do you do this?

Kyle (very matter-of-fact): Oh, every day!

Birth Order

Kyle asked me on Tuesday, "Why was it me that was born last?  I wanted to be born first, not last!"

Letter to a Soldier

I had all 4 boys write thank you letters to a soldier for Memorial Day.  Kyle colored a picture and dictated the following to me:

Fight for freedom so that the people in your town don't die.  I have brown hair.  I'm 4 years old.  I like playing games with my neighbor named Alex.  My oldest brother is Nathan.  He is 11.  We fight with him, and he always wins.  My second oldest brother is Andrew.  He is 9.  He fights with Nathan, and Nathan always, always wins the battle.  Me and Andrew play Knights vs. Ninja.  One is a Ninja and one is a Knight, and they battle.  I do my super attack and grab him and take him down. Evan is my third oldest brother.  He is 7.  We play lots of games that I don't like but he likes.  Sometimes there's games I do like.  That's all my brothers.  From, Kyle

Best Mommy/Worst Mommy

Kyle just kissed me on the cheek and sweetly said, "You are the best Mommy."  Then, he reconsidered and said, "Actually, sometimes you are the best Mommy.  Sometimes you are the worst Mommy."

I asked him, "When am I the worst Mommy?"

He replied, "Like when you don't let us have Nutella.  When you don't let us have Wii.  When you don't let us have screen time."

In that case, I'll proudly wear my "Worst Mommy" label.

Shotgun

Getting ready to head out the door, Nathan announced, "I call shotgun!"  Without skipping a beat, Kyle responded, "I call machine gun!"  Proof positive that everything is a competition with my boys.

Peeling Onions

Kyle was helping me peel an onion this morning to put into the slow cooker for dinner.  He made this observation as his eyes were watering, "It's like they have invisible hands to punch your eyes."  I love 4 year old wisdom!

Counting Friends

Tonight at dinner, Kyle was naming off his preschool friends.  With each friend, he put up one of his fingers.  After naming ten friends, he announced dejectedly, "There's some more, but I can't count them with my hands."  He had our whole family laughing.