Out of the mouths of babes

[Matthew Krevat]

In order to preserve the sanity of my family, friends, and coworkers, rather than force them to listen to the exploits of my children, I shall post them here. My kids are uber-cute and do uber-cute things. So, when they do something particularly inspiring, I'll write them up here.

Because I can.

Jake is 4 (he turns 5 on September 20).
Joey is 3 (he turns 4 on November 17).
Leah is in utero (she is due around October 25).

Fall is a bitch for birthday presents around here.

 

[Matthew Krevat]

That fire sure looks real

This morning Jake and Joey wanted to watch their Tarzan video. As this permits me to get my morning email check and Web surfing done, I popped in the tape.

During the opening sequences, Jake said, "That fire sure looks real. Whoever painted that did a real good job. The water too."

I asked who told him to say that. He said, "You did daddy. Remember you told me someone paints cartoons?" [this was during Spiderman 2 weeks ago] "That means someone painted this one, and did a really good job. He worked very hard on it."

 

[Matthew Krevat]

Bitchin'

I need to find time to get here more often . . . work has been murder.

But, upon picking the boys up from day care the other day, I was pulled aside by Miss Tina. She was trying hard not to giggle while she told me of the day's fun.

During afternoon snack, Joey said, "This is bitchin'." All the kids started repeating it. "Listen to the funny word Joey said, bitchin." "This food is bitchin." "We like bitchin food."

The teachers could hardly contain their laughter. They took turns going into the hall to recover themselves.

Now, I've never heard Jake or Joey use that word. Before or since. And while they hear plenty of profanity in my house and in my parents' house, "bitchin" is not one of those words. I have no clue where it came from.

But . . . it certainly is bitchin' to know my kid is a child of the 80s at heart.

 

[Matthew Krevat]

Kindergarten

Today is Jake's first day of Kindergarten. That yielded two cute events.

1) The whole family (me, my wife, my parents, and Joey) dropped Jake off. My parents came because they'll be doing the dropping off and picking up on a regular basis. We brought Jake to the Media Room (which looks suspiciously like a library) to sign him in. A Teachers' Assistant came to escort him to his room. She introduced herself, gave Jake a name tag (with Krevat spelled wrong, get used to it kid) and told him to say goodbye to his family and he'll see us later. He gave us each a hug, me last. After my hug, he kissed me and said, "Don't worry daddy, I won't kill anybody today." Quite the surprised look from the TA. I'm guessing he made a special impression. :angel:

2) Joey threw a little fit on the way to day care after that. He wants to be in Kindergarten too. I asked him what would calm him down, and he looked me in the eye and said, "I'm not your stepping stone." My wife looked totally bewildered. I popped in the Monkees CD we had been listening to on Saturday and skipped to that song. He danced in his car seat all the way to day care (as I had to keep repeating that song).

(And if Mullaney ever reads this journal it will soon find its way to non-improv . . . but then again, who wants to read about someone else's kids anyway?)

 

[Matthew Krevat]

My daughter is a borg

You know what makes it hard to journal about kids? Having kids makes it hard to find time to be online. Work has gotten so seriuosly busy that I don't have any "me" time to surf during the day, and having a pregnant wife and 2 sons has kept me insanely busy at home. And then there's improv.

Oh well, no improv for a while, I'm too busy.

And no more pregnant wife, which is why I'm too busy for improv.

A few more photos are up on my home page.