Young Jedi

A couple Saturdays ago, November 10th, I woke up with a strange desire...I wanted to watch Star Wars!  I mentioned it to dad several times, but he was hesitant.  He always envisioned watching the Star Wars trilogy when I was a couple of years older.  As luck would have it, it was miserably cold outside and mom was going to run errands...the perfect opportunity for two dudes to sit back and watch Star Wars together.

I watched very intently and loved every minute of it.  I remained focused throughout the entire movie.  My favorite guy was the shooter guy (when Han Solo shoots Greedo in the Los Isley tavern...duh!) and my favorite scene in the movie was when they shot fire in the sky (when the Millenium Falcoln shot at the Tie-Fighters while escaping the Death Star).  Although, I adamently deny any knoweldge of seeing Chewbacca.

When the movie was over I wanted demanded to watch Space Balls because I was confident it would be really funny, but Dad wouldn't let me.  Now, it's only a matter of time before I watch the remaining episodes (before Disney ruins it for everyone).

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chilled Lettuce Soup

Last night I fell asleep reading a recipe book.   Next thing I know it is all over the internet.  I guess the Chilled Lettuce Soup I was going to make for mom and dad, is no longer going to be a suprise.

Pearls of Wisdom

I've been really fiesty over the last couple of weeks.  Below are some of my most often used phrases, conversations and other random quotes.

Common phrases

• Hey guys...
• Ta da!
• Guys, I want to tell you something
• I want to ask you a question
• You're a butt face
• I like it so so so so so much
• ...but I really want to.  Really, I do.
• No more questions!  I don't want to hear any more questions

Random thoughts

• Guys, what did we do when we were little?
• Why is there space?
• When I'm big I'm going to go to work and take you and mom to school/Casa 1.
• I like all the colors, except dark blue.  I don't like dark blue.

Advice

• Dad, try to not fall in the pond
• Dad, try to not crash the car

Mystery words:

• Munjago - adjective or adverb with no clear meaning
• adjective:  It's a munajgo basket
• adverb: Watch it monjago spin
• Zaso Baso - noun; apparently a deragatory word, for what, no one knows.
• No, your'e a zaso baso.

Conversations

• Spencer:  Hey mom do you know how to work the DVD player?
• No reponse
• Spencer:  Mom, I'm talking to you!  Do you know how to work the DVD player?   Yes or No?!?
• Mom: Yes
• Spencer: (to dad) Mom knows how to work the DVD player.

• Spencer:Where do monsters live?
• Dad:  Nebraska
• Spencer:  Is Nebraska dirty?
• Dad: Yes
• Spencer:  Monsters live in Nebraska because it's dirty and people don't want to live there

• Spencer:  I want to read this book
• Dad:  It's a cookbook.  There aren't really any stories in there
• Spencer:  It has words.  We have to read them.

Rough Day

Man, what a rough day.  First, I played golf early in the morning.  Then, I went to swimming lessons.  I came back, did some art work, then played football with dad for a long time - it involved lots of running, tackling, throwing and catching. That was followed up by cheering the Hawkeyes on to a dramatic win over Michigan State - which from the words coming out of dad's mouth, may be as disliked as much as Iowa State.  Phew, that is exhausting.  And I even slept in today (until 7)!

Monster Hunter

Danger is everywhere. Everywhere, I tell you.  So I have had to take up hunting monsters on a daily basis.  It's all up to me to round them up and kick them out of the house on a daily basis.  The one unanswered question I have is what are mom and dad doing that continually allows the monsters to come back in the room?  Alas, I will probably never know the answer to that.

 

Over time, my bed time routine has been evolving.  Around 7:30 every night I am escorted upstairs to brush my teeth.  Afterwards, I am read three stories of my choosing...this has quickly become one of my favorite activities.  After my stories I am tucked into bed, but before mom and dad can leave the room, I remind them we need to get the monsters out.  I used to leave the monster round up to just mom and dad, but after a couple of weeks I realized they weren't doing a good enough job so I had to help out.  Not only do I get all the monsters in my room, I clean them out of mom and dad's room as well as the other rooms, including the bathroom.  That's the kind of person I am...always thinking of the well being of others.



After escorting the monsters out, we head back to bed.  Then, for the only time in the day, every day, I am suddenly aware that I have to go the bathroom.  After a trip to the bathroom (which usually involves asking numerous questions and throwing shampoo bottles) we head back to bed.  Then I make my final request - a fresh glass of water.  Left over water from the previous night is just yucky.

This week, I made a terrigying discovery...monsters don't just come out at night...I've started to find them in the daylight, too.  Morning monsters are rounded up and grounded with dad's coffee beans and then made into coffee.  Those that aren't turned into coffee are escorted out of the house.

It takes a lot of working keeping mom and dad safe.

Goats and Trucks

It's been a busy month of September.   Three weeks ago we celebrated Farm Days which is ironic because (1) few people here have probably ever stepped foot on a farm and (2) going to Farm Days saved Dad from watching the travesty/debacle of the horrible Iowa / Iowa State football game.  This weekend was Touch a Truck where I get to see all the truck and vehicles used by the local city.  This is my second time at both events; being a seasoned veteran, I knew what I wanted to see but still had a hard time containing my excitement.



Farm Fest is always a lot of fun.  There is a petting zoo with rabbits, chickens, ducks, llamas, goats, miniature horses.  They had a donkey too - and it wasn't dad.  They even had a dog.  I spent a lot of time petting animals which was the highlight.

 

 

This weekend was Touch a Truck - a chance to see all the trucks I have been reading about in my books.  I got to climb in and steer all sorts of trucks, semi, fire engines, garbage trucks, tractors and police cars.  I even got to honk the horn and turn on the sirens.  My favorite was the garbage truck - it's where I wanted to go to first.  But, I really enjoyed finding the loud horn on the snow plow.  I was pretty proud of myself because it made a baby cry.  Hey...if you can't run with the big dogs, you should stay on the porch...sad, but true.

Underdog!

Whoa! Whoa! Whooooooa!

 

 

 

 

It was a beautiful day, so I decided to take Dad to the playground today for some outdoor time. We had a great time - went down the slides, then throw rocks in the lake, and went for a ride on the swing.



 

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

I have never been as a high on a swing before as I was today. Dad just kept pushing and pushing. He even did something new - the "Underdog" where he ran underneath as he pushed. Weeeee!

Good times were had by all.