Tour de Lance

Yesterday we turned the Tour de France on briefly, and caught repeat footage of one of Lance Armstrong's falls. The announcers then spoke about his race for a bit, as the camera followed him as he continued on the ascent. Laurence pipes up and says, "They keep talking about Lance Armstrong, but where is he?" I said, "He's right there, in the red & black jersey with the number 21 on it." He said, "That's not Lance Armstrong." "Yes, it is. See the rider with the ripped jersey? That's because he fell -- it's Lance." "Are you sure, Mom?" "Yes, I'm positive." He quieted, and I thought he was satisfied, but apparently not. "No, Mom. That's definitely not him. He always wears yellow."

Sistah K's Take

Sistah M, Sistah A and their kids stayed with us for 3 days earlier this week. Sistah A had never met Loic before, and hadn't seen Laurence in 3 years. Just prior to their visit, they also spent 2 days with Sistah K, who had the pleasure of spending an entire week with the boys last summer. Sistah M recounted this conversation that took place between Sistah A and Sistah K...

Sistah A: So, I've never met Loic before...and I haven't seen Laurence in a long time. How would you describe them?

Sistah K: They are completely different.

Sistah A: What do you mean?

Sistah K: Well...Laurence prefers to read about the world...and Loic would rather LICK it!

Georgie Porgie

Loic has been singing about Georgie Porgie for well over a week now. Apparently he's tired of the same old lyrics, because this morning he made up some of his own. Not only did Georgie Porgie kiss the girls and make them cry, but he has a yard, and a house with a fire place. He has a dad, who put some wood to burn in the fire place, which made Georgie Porgie run away. (Poor Georgie...he seems to fear not only boys playing, but a nice crackling fire, too.) I asked Loic to tell me more about Georgie Porgie, but he just shook his head and said, "No mom, I can't." When I asked him why he said, "Because he's gone!"

Summer Lovin'

Laurence finished kindergarten on Tuesday and he was asking if he would get to see any of his friends over the summer. I assured him we'd get to see at least one or two, whose moms I know, but the others I wasn't sure. He asked, "Well....what about my girlfriend?" I knew he had a "girlfriend" because he'd mentioned her a few times, so this came as no surprise to me. I said I didn't think so, unless we happened to run into her somewhere, because I don't even know her mom's name, phone number, or where they live. Then I said, "Come to think of it, I don't even remember your girlfriend's name. What is it again?" (I actually did, but wanted to see if he & the same girl were still an item!) He hesitated, then said slowly, "Catherine*...WHY?! Are you going to put it on Facebook?" I chuckled, but the look on his face told me this was no laughing matter, so I straightened up and said, "No, of course not." Funny that he's six and uses the word 'Facebook' and (thinks he) understands what Facebook is. Good thing he never mentioned NOT putting it on my blog...

*Note: Name has been changed to protect Laurence & "Catherine's" privacy! (Plus I remembered once I published this post that this blog is linked to Facebook, and my conscious got the best of me.)

Rest in Peace, Paul

Last night we were eating dinner and Loic had 3 helpings of salad, complete with "that white sauce," aka Newman's Own Ranch Dressing. As I was pouring some on, he looks thoughtfully at the bottle and says, "The man from Imagination Movers!" See for yourself...not a bad comparison, really. See Paul Newman (as featured on the bottle of Ranch) here, and Smitty here. Loic is definitely observant. But poor Paul. He's gotta be rolling over in his grave.

Baby Teeth

Loic smiles at Alastair and he smiles back.

Loic asks, "Laurly, why Alastair have no teeth?"

Laurly answers, "Because teeth need strong roots before they can grow. Right now Alastair only has seeds."

Machine Wash Cold

Laurence found a dryer sheet sticking out from between the sofa cushions today. He thought it was a Color Catcher that didn't catch any color. My explanation of what it really was and what it was for sparked quite a conversation about laundry. Woo hoo. Anyway, at one point he said he'd heard that if you wash clothes with hot water, or dry them with hot air, they can shrink, and wanted to know if that was true. Who else does he discuss laundry with? Anyway, I told him it was, and explained that certain fabrics shrink easily, some not so easily, and some not at all. He said, "So clothes really CAN shrink? Are you sure?" (He's really been questioning my knowledge on a variety of topics....ok ALL topics, lately. He's 6 and already thinks he knows it all. Great.) I assured him that yes, shrinkage happens. He said, "But does it happen to REAL people?" Apparently it must happen to the fake people he knows? They must be the ones telling him this stuff. Next time he questions me, perhaps I'll send him to them for the answers.