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Me and JP, Conversations with a 4 and 1/2 year-old…

20160816_12453220160816_12440020160816_124417_001JP is my now 4 and 1/2 year-old grandson. He and his mom and dad and their English bulldog lived with us while their new house was being built.  One of the best things about having them here was spending time talking with him.  It makes me hopeful for the next generation.  He is so wise and so much fun!   You can find all my Me & JP stories here.

 

 

My son had come to pick JP up Thursday afternoon and for some reason we got to talking about our first dog, Rusty.  He was a Great Dane/Black Lab mix with various other breeds in there, too, probably.  We had him from a few months old until he died of complications from bone cancer when he was about 12 and 1/2.  He was the biggest baby, sweet and gentle, and weighed about 90 pounds.

Me: When Uncle Dave was little, he would sit by the front door to wait for the school bus to pick him up.  And Rusty would wait with him.

JP: Why, Nana?

Me: Well, we could look out the window by the door for when the bus got there.   Rusty would get so excited and wag his tail like crazy when the bus came.  Uncle Dave had to be careful and not let Rusty get too close.  One time Rusty knocked the glasses right off his face with his tail.

JP:  Rusty had glasses???

 

Me & JP, Conversations With a 4 Year Old…

20160816_12453220160816_12440020160816_124417_001JP is my 4-year-old grandson. He and his mom and dad and their English bulldog lived with us while their new house was being built.  One of the best things about having them here was spending time talking with him.  It makes me hopeful for the next generation.  He is so wise and so much fun!   You can find all my Me & JP stories here.

Me:  Nana L has something to do next Wednesday so you’re going to come by our house.  Do you want to stay overnight Tuesday after we pick you up from preschool?

JP:  Sure.  Which Tuesday, Nana?

Me:  Next week, after Easter.

JP:  But, Nana, Tuesday doesn’t come after Easter.  Monday comes after Easter.

Me:  Ah, okay, that’s true.  I meant the Tuesday after the Monday after Easter!

JP:  You’re not always right, are you, Nana?

Me and JP, Conversations with a Four Year Old…

20160816_12453220160816_12440020160816_124417_001JP is my 4 year old grandson. He and his mom and dad and their English bulldog lived with us for several months while their new house was being built.  One of the best things about having them here was spending time talking with him.  It makes me hopeful for the next generation.  He is so wise and so much fun!   You can find all my Me and JP stories here.

 

JP:  Nana, want to play something?

Me:  How about we we play with this farm sticker book?

JP:  Sure, Nana.  This is the mama cow and this one is the daddy cow.

Me:  Well, I think you call the daddy cow a bull.

JP:  No, this is a daddy cow cause he’s bigger.

Me:  But do you see this pink bag under the cow?  That’s called an udder.

JP:  Yep, that’s where the cow gives us milk.

Me:  That’s right, you are so smart!  You squeeze there to get milk.  And the mama cows give us milk.

JP:  And you squeeze to get meat.

Me:  Well, no, honey, just milk.

JP:  Then how does the cow share his meat with us?

I look at my son, shades of deja vu, because years ago when he was 4 or so he asked me how animals protected their meat from hunters.  I think he thought the cows stood in front of stacks of plastic wrapped steaks and ground beef at the grocery store.

Me:  Let’s ask Daddy.

Daddy:  His muscles, buddy.  He shares his muscles.

JP:  Want to see my muscles, Daddy?

Whew, crisis averted.  I remember the day I found out where eggs came from and didn’t want to eat them for weeks.  I still don’t like to think about it too much!

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Me & JP, Conversations with a Four Year Old…

20160816_12453220160816_12440020160816_124417_001JP is my 4 year old grandson. He and his mom and dad and their English bulldog lived with us while their new house was being built.  One of the best things about having them here was spending time talking with him.  It makes me hopeful for the next generation.  He is so wise and so much fun!   You can find all my Me and JP stories here.

 

 

JP:  Nana, can I play a game on your tablet?

Me:  Sure, in a sec.  Nana just has to finish this word with your daddy in Words with Friends.

JP:  Daddy is your boy, right, Nana?

Me:  Yep, he’s my big boy!

JP: Then it should be called Words with Mommy, right?  And if Uncle Dave plays a game with Daddy it will be Words with Brothers!

Me:  How did you get so smart, my little pumpkin?

JP:  Nana, you’re silly…

I think I see hope for the future of our country after all ❤

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Me & JP, Conversations with a Four Year Old…

20160816_12453220160816_12440020160816_124417_001JP is my 4 year old grandson. He and his mom and dad and their English bulldog lived with us while their new house was being built.  One of the best things about having them here was spending time talking with him.  It makes me hopeful for the next generation.  He is so wise and so much fun!   You can find all my Me and JP stories here.

Oh, how I’ve missed babysitting my little JP! He turned four at the end of September and started preschool a few weeks before his birthday.   And we haven’t had a chance to babysit him because of all my health stuff.  But we’re back to our Tuesday and Thursday schedule for now.

Yesterday we picked him up from preschool and went to the park for awhile. He was full of information about school and the good day that he had.  He’s learning to count and the colors in Spanish.  He can already count to ten in Spanish without any help.  I’m pretty sure he will do something totally fabulous with his life, like cure a dread disease or lead the Free World 🙂

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Me: Did you see Ella at recess? (Ella is his cousin who goes to the same preschool)
JP: Ella was playing dinosaurs and roaring really loud.
Me: So did you play with her?
JP: I played with Mahir. His name starts with an M. You remember him, right, Nana?
Me: I’m not sure.  Did I meet him before?
JP: He’s kind of a little guy.
Me: Ah, well, what did you do with Mahir?
JP: We played dinosaurs and Ella chased us.

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JP: Nana, what sound does H make?
Me: It makes a ha sound, like hippos.
JP: Or horse?
Me: That’s right!
JP: Well, Hassini starts with an H.
Me: Yes, I think it does.  Is Hassini in your room?
JP: Yes, Nana. She looked pretty today.
Me: She did? What was she wearing?
JP: Her ballet outfit.
Me: She was? Was it pink or purple?
JP: It’s pink. And she put it on all by herself!

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JP: Nana, want to hear a song?
Me: Sure.
JP: Rain, rain go away, come back another day. It’s the weather.
Me: That was nice, are there more words?
JP: I don’t know.  I don’t think so.
Me: Well, maybe when we get home we can look on the computer.
JP: Or we can just ask my Dad.

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