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First, let me say thank you for all the well wishes, congratulations, and good luck’s that I received on the news of my newest son’s birth.  I am humbled by your kindness and support, and my wife and I thank you very much.  I’ll be continuing my hiatus for a few more weeks so please bear with me; though I’m sure you’re enjoying these guest posts even more than my normal slop.  It’s ok, you can admit it.

Today, our blog-napper is none other than Laine Griffin, a frequent reader and fabulous blogger in her own right.  Here’s a brief bio on Laine, followed by her post, “Musings of a Six Year Old”.  Enjoy and see you back here next week for another fabulous installment of “The Great Blog-napping of 2012”.  Take it away, Laine!


Elaine Griffin blogs at The Laine List (http://www.thelainelist.com) (pronounced Lay-nee), where she writes about balancing work and family, being an organized disaster, and her quest to become a roller derby queen. She also blogs at Elaine Griffin Designs, (http://www.elainegriffindesigns) where she gives easy to understand tutorials and advice about WordPress and social media.

Musings of a Six-Year Old

Do you remember being six? I don’t, mostly because I’m pretty sure I peaked at five, which left me feeling sad and confused. I remain sad and confused to my lost childhood to this day.

I mention this because I have a six-year-old. And he says some of the craziest, bizarre things, and I’m trying to document some of them. Some things he says are so funny I can’t even correct him. For example, we think he had the Coxsackievirus a couple of weeks ago, which is a whole other post, but one morning he woke up sick to his stomach. He tried to throw up, couldn’t, and proclaimed:

“I’m so GLAD I’ve had my vetinus shot, or I KNOW I would have the chicken pox right now!”

Naturally, right?! No correction needed. It will now be known in our house as a vetinus shot forever.

One of the finest and most recent opportunities we have had to laugh at our son is in learning to play Monopoly, particularly when he is looking at the Community Chest and Chance cards. A beginning reader, he knows to look at the picture to extrapolate meaning. Generally he also looks at the words, but not so much when we are playing Monopoly. Why would you when the pictures are so neat and, as he says, “old-timey.”

So it gave me great joy this past weekend to sit with him and play, while also documenting what he thinks these cards mean.

Below are a few of my favorites:

Crushing houses while reading a book, collect $100.

Fainted. Have to go to the doctor, please collect $20.

Got too old and gave money to children, please collect $150.


Got into the country club and got too old, please collect $100.

So basically, he is funny AND  an ageist. Nice.

Do you remember being six? What are some of the funny and bizarre things you used to say? And do you mind if I pretend I said them? Please help me fill in the blanks of my childhood!