{"id":410,"date":"2007-08-15T20:57:00","date_gmt":"2007-08-15T20:57:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/2007\/08\/out-of-the-mouths-of-babes.html"},"modified":"2007-08-15T20:57:00","modified_gmt":"2007-08-15T20:57:00","slug":"out-of-the-mouths-of-babes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/2007\/08\/out-of-the-mouths-of-babes.html","title":{"rendered":"Out of the Mouths of Babes"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I have a ton of work to do tonight and I haven&#8217;t even had dinner, so my impulse was to skip blogging, but those two pieces of work have been too funny lately.<\/p>\n<p>This afternoon, we were at the playground with Doodles&#8217;s female friend, J. They were on the other side of the playground, and I saw Doodles start to pull at his pants. From across the way, I yelled, &#8220;No, no, no, no, no! Whatever it is you&#8217;re doing, stop please!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>A few minutes later I was alone with Doodles.<br \/>Me: What were you doing with your pants?<br \/>Doodles: Pulling them off.<br \/>Me: Why?<br \/>Doodles: So I could show J. my p*enis.<br \/>Me: Why were you doing that?<br \/>Doodles: Because she asked to see it.<br \/>Me: Sweetie, if someone asks to see your p*enis, you just say, &#8220;No thank you.&#8221;<br \/>Doodles: But I <i>wanted<\/i> to show it to her!<br \/>Me: Remember we talked about private parts? That&#8217;s your private part.<br \/>Doodles: But why does it have to be private?<br \/>Me: Uhhhhh&#8230;.<\/p>\n<p>Tonight I took the kids to our local library where there was a showing of <a href=\"http:\/\/www.amazon.com\/exec\/obidos\/ASIN\/B00006DEF9\/jennyspage-20\"><i>Singin&#8217; in the Rain<\/i><\/a>. It went till past the kids&#8217; bedtimes, but I thought it would be a special treat. I didn&#8217;t take into account that when the librarian turned on the TV, the loud static would startle Pie, causing her to go into such a tizzy that she had to be removed from the room. Luckily, Doodles&#8217;s friend M. was there, so someone was there to watch him while I walked Pie as she sobbed, yelling, &#8220;Scary! Scary! Scary!&#8221; Even once the movie started, I couldn&#8217;t get her to go back in (the mere sight of Gene Kelly&#8217;s face would start the sobbing all over), so I called Adam to come pick her up. That turned out to be a mistake, as without her ming ming, the girl remained a sobbing mess until about five minutes ago (even with a late evening ming ming session upon my return home).<\/p>\n<p>Anyway, Doodles was fairly enthralled, even in his exhaustion. There were lots of questions (including, &#8220;Mommy, why is it raining? Is he going to get in trouble for being in the street?&#8221;) and comments. My favorite, though was during the scene in which Gene Kelly and Donald O&#8217;Connor sing the song, &#8220;Moses.&#8221; They tap dance throughout, and at one point, they leap up on a table to groove. Doodles leans over to M., and tells her in a concerned voice, &#8220;That&#8217;s not safe!&#8221; When Kelly and O&#8217;Connor start dancing on the chairs, the whole room can hear Doodles stage whisper to M., &#8220;That&#8217;s <i>very<\/i> dangerous.&#8221; The two spent the rest of the movie critiquing the safety precautions of the actors.<\/p>\n<p>Tap dancing: bad.<br \/>Genital exposing: good.<br \/>Mom banging head against wall: a now daily occurrence.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have a ton of work to do tonight and I haven&#8217;t even had dinner, so my impulse was to skip blogging, but those two pieces of work have been too funny lately. This afternoon, we were at the playground with Doodles&#8217;s female friend, J. They were on the other side of the playground, and [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-410","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/410","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=410"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/410\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=410"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=410"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.jennyandadam.com\/Jenny\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=410"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}