Dinosaurs Eat Bears. Lots.

We were driving down to visit Grandma and Papa K on Friday because Chris had a gig that evening near where they live, so we all went down for a visit. James thoroughly enjoyed the ride, and true to his nature he refused to sleep until we were 10 minutes away (after being in the car for 90 minutes...). During this attentive wakefulness, he informed us that he saw some bears outside.

J: "I see bears outside. Daddy bear and beeb bears."
Me: "What are the bears doing?"
J: "Hiding."
At this point I start suggesting things the Berenstain bears do, just in case his bears happened to be doing those things. James said "no" to all my suggestions until this one: "Are the bears hiking?"
J: "Yes, bears climb mountain. See saur (=dinosaur). T-Rex. Saur says RAAWR, eats bears."
Chris: "The dinosaur ate the bears?"
J: "Yes. Lots."

No wonder the bears were hiding. I'm not sure where this theme of dinosaurs eating the animals James sees/pretends to see outside, but hey. Yay for creativity, right?

This is the second story James has told about dinosaurs eating animals. The first one was about a year ago when we were driving up to see my parents and James kept talking about wanting to see deer and horses. We happened to see both kinds of critters, and after we drove past the deer James proclaimed "See deer! See saur! Raaar! Saur eat deer."

James, 28 months

James is definitely getting sneaky. Well, he thinks so, anyway. Yesterday he was coloring on the patio with his chalk and I was in the house. I came to check on him and he was sitting in the dining room, coloring the carpet. I don't think he was expecting to be caught, but he was very obedient in going back outside. He also wouldn't take a nap. I put him down, then about 20 minutes later I heard him banging stuff together. I opened the door and found him sitting in the corner with his fabric toy box sitting next to him on one side, and his lego box open on his other side. He was having a grand time.

He's also been very into helping me water the plants. "Wayer pyants, more wayer pyants!" Unfortunately he gets a little too enthusiastic and sometimes over waters my plants. He does do well at using pretend water.

Dinosaur Dreams

When James Talked to a Waitress

We went out to dinner tonight to get pizza before we went grocery shopping. I was all set to order James a milk, as Chris and I had already ordered our waters, when James looked up at the waitress and very nicely said, "Water, please!"

It was one of the cutest things ever. After the waitress had written down his order he said "Thank you" very quietly and folded his hands in his lap. (Insert melty, mushy mommy noises here.)

Our kid is braver than me! I don't think I ordered my own food until I was like 13, and my 2 year old just ordered water for himself. Wow.