Hump Day Humor --- Funny Cade Stories

Story One:
Recently we visited Papa & 'Lene. While we were eating, Cade burped really loudly. Being the ever vigilant mother, I informed him that his behavior was inappropriate and that if he needed to burp, he should do so with his mouth closed.

Then I asked him, "Cade, who taught you that --- where did you ever learn how to do that?" Thinking that he would probably blame daddy, I sat back to wait for his answer.

He looked up and confidently replied, "From Grandma!"

(I knew 'Lene was behind the scenes secretly teaching my son bad manners, I just knew it!)

Story Two:
Yesterday as the kids and I were leaving the gym, I noticed that Cade was looking particularly cute for some reason. I asked him how he got so handsome and he replied, "I'm handsome like God!" Then he thought for a minute and said, "No, I'm smart like God --- and handsome like Daddy!"

Story Three:
Last week, while I was outside working in the yard, I asked Cade to go inside and get my glass of tea that I had forgotten inside. Being the distracted 4-year-old that he is, he went inside and never came back. I went inside to check on him and he was sitting in front of the TV watching cartoons. I inquired as to the whereabouts of my tea and this is the conversation that ensued:

Me: "Cade, where's my tea? I thought you were going to get it for me?"
Cade: "Mommy, I can't."
Me: "What? You can't? But it's right here on the table where I told you."
Cade: "I know, I just can't."
Me: "Why?!? You're tall enough to reach it, it's right here!"
Cade: "I know, but my legs are broken!"

Apparently I must ask him if his legs are broken quite often because that is now a common excuse for why he can't do something!

Story Four:
A few weeks ago Cade rediscovered his batman halloween costume that had found its way to the bottom of the toy box. He put on the mask and his batman p.j.s that Grandma C. gave him for Christmas and was having a fun time pretending. I decided to pretend with him and said, "Hey Batman, have you seen Cade? I can't find him." He stopped suddenly, lifted his mask and whispered, "Hey mom, it's me, Cade!" Then he lowered his mask and went on his super hero way.

"Mom, I'm 'Peach', Right?"

Lately, I have been working with Cade on things like his colors, expanding his vocabulary, counting, his letters, etc... For some reason this year a little fear gripped my heart that he would somehow grow up completely uneducated if I didn't start taking drastic measures --- right now. (as moms we tend to blow things a little out of proportion don't we?)

So, yesterday while I was cleaning the kitchen the boys wanted to "help". Well, you and I both know that their version of "helping" isn't really "help," but at least it was something to keep them occupied while I was getting the dishes done --- namely keeping Cammy from destroying another room simultaneously! We were working with colors and going around the kitchen finding things that were green, then yellow, etc... When we got to the color orange, Cade couldn't find anything orange, so he pointed to himself and asked if he was orange. I said that he was more of a "peachy" color --- remembering that I used the "Peach" crayon to color skin tones when I was but a budding artist. He pondered this revelation for a moment and I could see him almost mentally tucking it away somewhere to be mulled over for awhile.

Later we were outside, I was mowing the lawn and the kids were "helping." A neighbor boy was outside throwing the football with his friends. Cade watched as they were playing. I stopped mowing to empty the grass clippings and he came over with a quizzical look on his face. I asked him what was "the matter" and he said,

"Mom, that kid is 'brown', my C.J. cousin is 'brown', but I'm not 'brown'. What color am I, mom?"

Well, I didn't want to get into the whole racial discussion or intellectualize the conversation since my 4-year-old was making a simple 4-year-old observation, so I said, "Well, Cade, you are 'white'."

He immediately looked at me, rolled his eyes and said, "No-oooh --- I'm not 'white'! I'm 'peach' --- right momma?" And ran off to play.

So next time I am filling out one of those surveys that asks my "color", I'm going to check "other" and write in "Peach" --- and smile.

Here's a pic from last summer of the boys playing with C.J.



Cade absolutely LOVES his cousins ---He talks about them on a daily basis. Later on in the day Cade assigned colors to both Tate and Ryah as well. Tate is "peach" like Cade, and Ryah is "pink".