Evan was riding K's bike. K, the lone girl among 4 boys, started putting on her bike helmet and said, "I'm putting on my bike helmet."
In other words, "Evan, get the heck off my bike, I'm ready to ride." Isn't it funny how females assume, even at the tender age of 3 1/2, that males can interpret what we say???? :) [He didn't, of course.]
Ryan: I want to be a bird for Christmas, mommy......
Ryan & K ride their bikes up to the bus stop when we pick up Evan at the end of the day. Ryan wanted to ride K's bike. [I really don't understand WHAT the attraction is for my boys to ride a pink and purple bike!!]
When I told him to get off her bike, he looked at me, put his hands up in the air as if to say, "What?" and said, "I just want to take it for a test drive."
Evan was riding his bike this afternoon without his helmet. I told him to put his helmet on several times. He finally said to me, "Tara [a 7th grader in our neighborhood who's always riding her bike] doesn't wear a helmet. Why do I have to?"
"I'm not Tara's mom. I'm Evan's mom and I told you to put your helmet on." When I heard this, I quick looked around because I wondered where my mom was :) Then I thought to myself, "Oh, my gosh, I sound exactly like my mother. When did that happen?" :) Love you, mom! :)