Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
A Knight's Tale
Well, a few weeks ago, Jory fell in love with the story of King Arthur. Ever since then he's been pulling swords out of stones and proclaiming himself King Jory. Well, I've been in search of some other movies to go along with that genre, and now I've finally found a couple.
A Knight's Tale: No Jory hasn't connected Heath Ledger to the Joker as I was afraid he might. He tends to do that sort of thing quite well. He loves it. I have a rough time with the music incongruities, but the show's not bad. Jory now gallups around pretending he's on a horse much of the time and proclaiming himself Sir Jory Jackson. He loves the jousting though he worries about the Knights. He loves the sword fighting of course. He just loves the whole medieval world.
Which means, we are also currently in the midst of Jory wandering around proclaiming himself Dartagnan of Three Musketeers' fame. He says he's Dartagnan and notes that he's going to be a Musketeer at the end too. He plays and pretends large portions of the movies, and after seeing this show only most of one time, he was sitting on the potty talking to me, then his head cocks, and he gets a thoughtful look on his face, then notes, "He just got squashed." Sure enough, I went into the other room and it was just after they'd squashed a guy in the prison. I should be getting used to this kind of stuff by now as he's always doing it.
This also means I'm planning to bring The Princess Bride back upstairs. He loved it about 10 months ago for a month or so but hasn't seen it since then. I think with his new knight, sword, musketeer obsession that it would fit right in.
A Knight's Tale: No Jory hasn't connected Heath Ledger to the Joker as I was afraid he might. He tends to do that sort of thing quite well. He loves it. I have a rough time with the music incongruities, but the show's not bad. Jory now gallups around pretending he's on a horse much of the time and proclaiming himself Sir Jory Jackson. He loves the jousting though he worries about the Knights. He loves the sword fighting of course. He just loves the whole medieval world.
Which means, we are also currently in the midst of Jory wandering around proclaiming himself Dartagnan of Three Musketeers' fame. He says he's Dartagnan and notes that he's going to be a Musketeer at the end too. He plays and pretends large portions of the movies, and after seeing this show only most of one time, he was sitting on the potty talking to me, then his head cocks, and he gets a thoughtful look on his face, then notes, "He just got squashed." Sure enough, I went into the other room and it was just after they'd squashed a guy in the prison. I should be getting used to this kind of stuff by now as he's always doing it.
This also means I'm planning to bring The Princess Bride back upstairs. He loved it about 10 months ago for a month or so but hasn't seen it since then. I think with his new knight, sword, musketeer obsession that it would fit right in.
Spaceship
Well, because I pretty much take Jory everywhere except to work, and even there sometimes, I have to take him shopping when I look for his birthday presents. My mom and I picked out a Darth Vader spaceship we knew he'd love, cleverly hid it away, and amazingly enough because we were so careful, Jory never noticed it all the way through the store and even after we put it up on the check out stand.
Then, the cashier, looked at him, and handed it right to him after she scanned it, asking him if he wanted to carry it out. UGH. All the way home Jory was wondering where his Darth Vader Spaceship was. Then we got into the house, trying to leave it in the trunk and make him think of the action figure he'd just gotten for his final bit of potty training. No Go.
He simply had to have she spaceship. Finally he broke down into tears, telling us to get it out of the trunk, that it was his, and he wanted it now. Well, what could we do? No point in making him miserable just so we could wrap it and give it to him a week and a half later. So, he got his Darth Vader Spaceship a little early--thanks to a dingy cashier.
At least now we know he likes one of his birthday presents......of course how old he's going to be changes with the minutes. People ask him how old he'll be and I hear, "4, 7, 10" etc. He used to tell people he'd be 3, but I guess he's decided that's not a good idea.
Then, the cashier, looked at him, and handed it right to him after she scanned it, asking him if he wanted to carry it out. UGH. All the way home Jory was wondering where his Darth Vader Spaceship was. Then we got into the house, trying to leave it in the trunk and make him think of the action figure he'd just gotten for his final bit of potty training. No Go.
He simply had to have she spaceship. Finally he broke down into tears, telling us to get it out of the trunk, that it was his, and he wanted it now. Well, what could we do? No point in making him miserable just so we could wrap it and give it to him a week and a half later. So, he got his Darth Vader Spaceship a little early--thanks to a dingy cashier.
At least now we know he likes one of his birthday presents......of course how old he's going to be changes with the minutes. People ask him how old he'll be and I hear, "4, 7, 10" etc. He used to tell people he'd be 3, but I guess he's decided that's not a good idea.
Easter Bunny
We had so much fun going to the mall the other day to quickly run in and grab three t-shirts for my nephews for Easter. Well, Jory and I left Grandma in the specialty shop after he tried to steal three necklaces by stuffing them into his pockets. I emptied the shoplifter's pockets and we left the store so he wouldn't have an opportunity to hide any more in there. It took him about 30 seconds to kife three chains. Gees, he's quick.
Then a few minutes later we all went down the elevator just because Jory thought it would be fun, and we accidentally happened upon the Easter Bunny. Jory loved going up to see him, sat next to him, talked to him, gave him a high five and left with bunny ears on, happy to have seen the furry guy.
Trip was worth it after all.
Then a few minutes later we all went down the elevator just because Jory thought it would be fun, and we accidentally happened upon the Easter Bunny. Jory loved going up to see him, sat next to him, talked to him, gave him a high five and left with bunny ears on, happy to have seen the furry guy.
Trip was worth it after all.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Jory Tales from the Last Two Weeks
Dingbat...
Jory just after he went to the potty right before going to bed tonight. He picks up a single piece of toilet paper, throws it in the toilet, flushes the toilet and says, "There's Will Turner going down in the hole."
Then he ran in and picked up a sword, placed it between two books on a bookshelf and pretended to be Will Turner taking his sword out of the books and sword fighting in one of the battles with the "ugly" guys on Pirates of the Caribbean. He kept doing this over and over.
Batman, Captain Jack Sparrow and Robin took turns saving each other in the tub.
Chewbacca was naughty to Lando Calrissean, so of course that meant Jory simply had to do the expecto patronum spell on him. Jory standing there shouting expecto patronum to Chewbacca had me in stitches.
We went on a fun and exciting rollercoaster ride in the car today. Ooooh. And we went to Geonossis to fight against the Geonossians and Count Dooku. Jory was Anakin Skywalker at the time.
Almost every single one of Jory’s action figures had to make a trip to Dagoba for some reason or another.
Jory was using the force most of the night as Luke Skywalker.
He told me a story yesterday morning that lasted about two minutes and gave the basics of the Star Wars movies with Luke, Han and Leia. Wow, what a whirlwind tour.
Right now, Luke Skywalker is flying his spaceship down a hole in an asteroid--or rather a garage with an elevator.
We were at a friend’s house on Tuesday when Jory decided Darth Vader and Batman needed to be cooked in the microwave. He put them in then later, after he’d played with tons of other things, he got them out and said, "They’re done."
He turned into Will Turner at lunch and kept repeating, "My father is not a pirate." Then after we played it for a while, I said, "And you’re a pirate too Will Turner." To which he jumped off his chair, pretended to sulk and said, "Now I’m mad at you." And then he ran into my room to "sulk." I went in there to ask why he was mad....all in the name of play....and he explains to me that I upset him, and "I am not a pirate. You called me a pirate, and I am not a pirate." All the while hiding a grin behind his supposed sulk. I cracked up.
He walks in with a phone and says he’s going to work..."I’m going to work to gymnastics. I’ll be home soon."
Captain Han Solo was having serious problems in the sand pile today as he kept getting stuck and had to have Jory save his life.
We did some simple add and subtract problems in the tub with Robin’s arms. If he has two and you take away one, how many will he have? Jory answered 1. If he has one and we put another one on him, how many will he have? Jory answered 2. We did these a couple of times. I know it’s not much, but he’s finally gaining an understanding and somewhat of an interest in numbers.
Oh, we learned M......one of the last letters he didn’t really know. And he learned it himself by knocking W (Whomping Willow) upside down. Now he’s got both of them down cold--along with Ron Weasley and Flying Car. They’re the ones he’s been playing with lately. The first time he’s played with letters in about three or four months.
Jory walked into the kitchen and went to a great deal of trouble to get ahold of one of Grandpa’s flashlights, which he took down, turned on and immediately started a search for Yoda on Dagoba, where we obviously were. He looked all over the kitchen for Yoda, finally found Yoda’s bicycle, which was bleeding and caused some concern. Then he finally found Yoda, who seemed to be in a hurry. I had to follow him up and down the hall and into several rooms along the way before he finally allowed us to catch him. It was a fun half hour!
Han Solo got stuck somehow in a door knocker type of drawer nob, while just next to him the Golden Snitch was trying to get away and Jory was trying to catch it. (It was the other drawer nob right next door).
Things have become "nifty" these days.
We spent the entire time at the park trying to save Luke Skywalker from the sand he was buried in. Well, actually most of the time was spent going up and down and around different things trying to get to him. Then I do believe when all was said and done, we forgot the actual saving part.
Jory just after he went to the potty right before going to bed tonight. He picks up a single piece of toilet paper, throws it in the toilet, flushes the toilet and says, "There's Will Turner going down in the hole."
Then he ran in and picked up a sword, placed it between two books on a bookshelf and pretended to be Will Turner taking his sword out of the books and sword fighting in one of the battles with the "ugly" guys on Pirates of the Caribbean. He kept doing this over and over.
Batman, Captain Jack Sparrow and Robin took turns saving each other in the tub.
Chewbacca was naughty to Lando Calrissean, so of course that meant Jory simply had to do the expecto patronum spell on him. Jory standing there shouting expecto patronum to Chewbacca had me in stitches.
We went on a fun and exciting rollercoaster ride in the car today. Ooooh. And we went to Geonossis to fight against the Geonossians and Count Dooku. Jory was Anakin Skywalker at the time.
Almost every single one of Jory’s action figures had to make a trip to Dagoba for some reason or another.
Jory was using the force most of the night as Luke Skywalker.
He told me a story yesterday morning that lasted about two minutes and gave the basics of the Star Wars movies with Luke, Han and Leia. Wow, what a whirlwind tour.
Right now, Luke Skywalker is flying his spaceship down a hole in an asteroid--or rather a garage with an elevator.
We were at a friend’s house on Tuesday when Jory decided Darth Vader and Batman needed to be cooked in the microwave. He put them in then later, after he’d played with tons of other things, he got them out and said, "They’re done."
He turned into Will Turner at lunch and kept repeating, "My father is not a pirate." Then after we played it for a while, I said, "And you’re a pirate too Will Turner." To which he jumped off his chair, pretended to sulk and said, "Now I’m mad at you." And then he ran into my room to "sulk." I went in there to ask why he was mad....all in the name of play....and he explains to me that I upset him, and "I am not a pirate. You called me a pirate, and I am not a pirate." All the while hiding a grin behind his supposed sulk. I cracked up.
He walks in with a phone and says he’s going to work..."I’m going to work to gymnastics. I’ll be home soon."
Captain Han Solo was having serious problems in the sand pile today as he kept getting stuck and had to have Jory save his life.
We did some simple add and subtract problems in the tub with Robin’s arms. If he has two and you take away one, how many will he have? Jory answered 1. If he has one and we put another one on him, how many will he have? Jory answered 2. We did these a couple of times. I know it’s not much, but he’s finally gaining an understanding and somewhat of an interest in numbers.
Oh, we learned M......one of the last letters he didn’t really know. And he learned it himself by knocking W (Whomping Willow) upside down. Now he’s got both of them down cold--along with Ron Weasley and Flying Car. They’re the ones he’s been playing with lately. The first time he’s played with letters in about three or four months.
Jory walked into the kitchen and went to a great deal of trouble to get ahold of one of Grandpa’s flashlights, which he took down, turned on and immediately started a search for Yoda on Dagoba, where we obviously were. He looked all over the kitchen for Yoda, finally found Yoda’s bicycle, which was bleeding and caused some concern. Then he finally found Yoda, who seemed to be in a hurry. I had to follow him up and down the hall and into several rooms along the way before he finally allowed us to catch him. It was a fun half hour!
Han Solo got stuck somehow in a door knocker type of drawer nob, while just next to him the Golden Snitch was trying to get away and Jory was trying to catch it. (It was the other drawer nob right next door).
Things have become "nifty" these days.
We spent the entire time at the park trying to save Luke Skywalker from the sand he was buried in. Well, actually most of the time was spent going up and down and around different things trying to get to him. Then I do believe when all was said and done, we forgot the actual saving part.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Dumb Dumb Vacuum
Well, at least he knows it's dumb. Too bad that didn't stop him. Jory climbs up on my mom and dad's high bed and jumps around close to the edges singing, "Dumb dumb game. It's a dumb dumb game. Dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb game." And on and on and on before jumps off the edge and says, "That was a good story." Then he gets right up and does it over again, and over and over and over. This child!?!
Then a bit later, we had the vacuum out, and Jory doesn't see it as a vacuum cleaner at all. First, it was The frozen Carbonite box that Han Solo was stuck inside, and of course Jory was Han Solo hanging on the wall inside Jabba the Hutt's palace. Finally, he was freed, and then it became his oxygen tank so that it could help him breathe. He attached himself to it by putting the hose behind his back and breathing into the handle. (I have pics but haven't had a chance to download them). Then it turned into a gun so that his heroes could shoot down Jabba and the stormtroopers. (That was the hose part). Oh what a vacuum cleaner can become these days.
Then a bit later, we had the vacuum out, and Jory doesn't see it as a vacuum cleaner at all. First, it was The frozen Carbonite box that Han Solo was stuck inside, and of course Jory was Han Solo hanging on the wall inside Jabba the Hutt's palace. Finally, he was freed, and then it became his oxygen tank so that it could help him breathe. He attached himself to it by putting the hose behind his back and breathing into the handle. (I have pics but haven't had a chance to download them). Then it turned into a gun so that his heroes could shoot down Jabba and the stormtroopers. (That was the hose part). Oh what a vacuum cleaner can become these days.
Monday, February 16, 2009
Web of Lies
Jory hurt his finger and reached out telling me to kiss it better. I kiss it.
Jory: I hurt my finger when the mokey bit it at the end of the pool.
Me: In the pool?
Jory: The monkey bit it in the pool in San Diego. But my finger's getting better.
Me: I'm sure glad your finger's getting better, or I'd have had to beat up that monkey.
Jory: The monkey's not here. He's in the water in San Diego.
(Jory has never been to San Diego. Nor has he ever been bitten by a monkey to my knowledge, but he knows how to keep up a lie).
Several minutes later we walk into the kitchen and Jory shows Grandma his injured finger.
Grandma: What happened to your finger?
Jory: The monkey bit it.
Grandma: Where were you when he bit you?
Jory: I was in San Diego at the zoo in the water.
Jory: I hurt my finger when the mokey bit it at the end of the pool.
Me: In the pool?
Jory: The monkey bit it in the pool in San Diego. But my finger's getting better.
Me: I'm sure glad your finger's getting better, or I'd have had to beat up that monkey.
Jory: The monkey's not here. He's in the water in San Diego.
(Jory has never been to San Diego. Nor has he ever been bitten by a monkey to my knowledge, but he knows how to keep up a lie).
Several minutes later we walk into the kitchen and Jory shows Grandma his injured finger.
Grandma: What happened to your finger?
Jory: The monkey bit it.
Grandma: Where were you when he bit you?
Jory: I was in San Diego at the zoo in the water.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Jory Tales on Valentine's Day
Jory: "The little tiny old man out by the pond fell into the pond, and the flamingos bit him on the neck." (About his imaginary friend from last summer)
Jory: "I'd better take this kryptonite away from you, Ella, because you are Supergirl and it will make you sick. If I take it away then you will get better." (He proceeds to take away her chapstick mainly because he wants it, and not because it will make her sick).
Jory: "And Anakin Skywalker is a good guy, but he grows up and becomes Darth Vader. But then he turns back into Anakin in the end, and he's a good guy in the end. The End." (About his need to make everybody a good guy in the end).
Jory: "I'm Anakin Skywalker. I'm the good Anakin Skywalker when he's still too little and isn't a bad guy yet." (After his cousin let him wear his shirt that looked somewhat like a Jedi Robe and while he was running around like a madman being Anakin).
Jory: "The stormtrooper and Hermione Granger are walking together. Now they're going swimming together. Oh, no, Hermione Granger is sick. Don't worry the stormtrooper will take her to the doctor." (From the tub....he proceded to have Hermione go to the doctor's office, where she was seen to by Doctor Stormtrooper, who also fixed C3PO's eye in the process).
Jory: "Once upon a time there was a little boy named Bruce Wayne. He grew up and became a man named Batman. Batman threw the Joker, and Batman killed the Joker. Batman was a good guy, and Joker was a bad guy. The End." "That was a good story?"
He's always telling these little stories, but these are ones I can remember from today that he told his cousins. He had one of them baffled by the kryptonite story and all of them laughing their heads off.
Oh, and what else did we do for Valentine's Day. We went sledding. Jory loved sledding the last time, and was all set again, but after two trips down the slow slope this time (slow because there was just simply so much powder), he spent the rest of his time trying to slide down it on his butt, running back up, trying to slide down head first, and jumping off a tiny little cliff so he could land on his head. He didn't want to come home and had a little ornery attack when he had to head back to the car. He and his older cousin both had a few problems following orders to stay away from some semi-dangerous places. But eventually, Ethan pulled him along on a sled ride back to the car.
Quite a nice day overall.
Jory: "I'd better take this kryptonite away from you, Ella, because you are Supergirl and it will make you sick. If I take it away then you will get better." (He proceeds to take away her chapstick mainly because he wants it, and not because it will make her sick).
Jory: "And Anakin Skywalker is a good guy, but he grows up and becomes Darth Vader. But then he turns back into Anakin in the end, and he's a good guy in the end. The End." (About his need to make everybody a good guy in the end).
Jory: "I'm Anakin Skywalker. I'm the good Anakin Skywalker when he's still too little and isn't a bad guy yet." (After his cousin let him wear his shirt that looked somewhat like a Jedi Robe and while he was running around like a madman being Anakin).
Jory: "The stormtrooper and Hermione Granger are walking together. Now they're going swimming together. Oh, no, Hermione Granger is sick. Don't worry the stormtrooper will take her to the doctor." (From the tub....he proceded to have Hermione go to the doctor's office, where she was seen to by Doctor Stormtrooper, who also fixed C3PO's eye in the process).
Jory: "Once upon a time there was a little boy named Bruce Wayne. He grew up and became a man named Batman. Batman threw the Joker, and Batman killed the Joker. Batman was a good guy, and Joker was a bad guy. The End." "That was a good story?"
He's always telling these little stories, but these are ones I can remember from today that he told his cousins. He had one of them baffled by the kryptonite story and all of them laughing their heads off.
Oh, and what else did we do for Valentine's Day. We went sledding. Jory loved sledding the last time, and was all set again, but after two trips down the slow slope this time (slow because there was just simply so much powder), he spent the rest of his time trying to slide down it on his butt, running back up, trying to slide down head first, and jumping off a tiny little cliff so he could land on his head. He didn't want to come home and had a little ornery attack when he had to head back to the car. He and his older cousin both had a few problems following orders to stay away from some semi-dangerous places. But eventually, Ethan pulled him along on a sled ride back to the car.
Quite a nice day overall.
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