My son is 8 years old.
He has the most creative imagination ever. He lives in his own little world most of the time and he's happy there. ( he's quite popular)
He loves dinosaurs, crocodiles, anacondas...pretty much anything that can kill you.
And he likes to pretend he's one of said ^ animals....
If he isn't giving you facts about them, he's acting as one.
Whether it's running through the house "chasing" something, Or.....making his sister be the herbivore and him devouring her.
Which has been fine and dandy by me!! Until now.....
Because now....I am on the menu :/
I'm all about playing along and allowing your child to act out their imagination. It's fun, it's normal, it's a Moms duty!!!! Until you have to say these 4 words....
" STOP BITING MY BUTT!!!"
More than once! A day...!
The only saving grace to my recent Lion attack is that I was a Zebra.....and not a Hippo. :/
The words "STOP BITING MY BUTT, SON!" weren't words I though I'd ever have to say as a Mother.
Oh well....I'm gonna log this away and embarrass him as a teenager.
And it's not so bad. Even King Julian says:
"Vhat's a leetle bite on zee butt among friends, hummmm?" ;)
Oh my wurd. Puts a whole new spin on "rump roast" don't it?
ReplyDeleteHehehe....what can ya say??? Boys will be boys????? :)
ReplyDeleteHang in there...he won't want to do that much longer:)))
Love ya~~Shine
Hey...btw...you should add a follower gadget to your sidebar!!
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