A Day in the Life...

"What are we gonna do for fun today, Mama?" were the first words I heard this morning from Ryan. Each day he wakes up ready to go somewhere fun. Its cute but also exhausting because I am so not a morning person. Anyway, I struggled trying to come up with something because I knew it would be so hot. I mean what is a gal to do with 2 boys, with no money, and not be outside? Well here is what we came up with: We made our way to the Library first for some face painting and story time. After that he asked, "so what else are we going to do?" I'm feeling a lesson in being satisfied with what you get is in the near future. But I pulled another surprise out of my bag of tricks and decided to take him to the pet store. We don't have pets and never need to go there so it was like a mini-zoo trip for us. Even Aiden got into seeing the dogs get shaved. After lunch Aiden went down for a nap, but Ryan, the non-stop entertainment starved child, wanted something else, so we went outside and played in the slip n' slide. Now that we are sun-crisps, but all cleaned up we are having story time. Only after we read some books he decides he wants to tell the story. He likes to do this ALL the time and I try to record a few for years to come. Here is one of his latest. I left all verb tenses and phrases as he told it.

The Cowboys that Ride on the Desert -by Ryan Thomas

Once upon a time there was cowboys riding their cowboy horses. There names were Golden Star, and Fire Flame. They road along the desert until the horse fell into some cactus and the cowboy got off the horse and pulled the needles off. They found a little cabin but when they got up closer it wasn’t really a cabin. It was a mirage (you know mom....those sunwaves.) They went “uhh what just happened? Did that cabin disappear?” They said “come on ride ‘em cowboy, ride ‘em cowboy.” Get on your horse let’s finish this race, cause those slowpokes are not gonna win. We’re gonna win! ...The End

And that is a five year old boy's train of thought! I love him so!

Alien Night

For some time now Ryan has had a wild imagination and loves to make up stories. He will use his little super hero figures while he develops the most elaborate plots and most of the time act them out as he recites them fully accompanied with sound effects and karate moves. I decided today to start typing them up for keepsakes. I typed it just as he dictated it to me. The entire time I was typing he kept asking me, "did you get that? did you get that?" So here is his first "published" short story.

Alien Night
By Ryan Thomas
4 years old
July 15, 2009

One black night...from a space ship...In that night, he killed one bad guy. And he went to an alien lab and there was another bad guy recording his movie, but he destroyed him. He destroyed it for good. And there was another bad guy taking money and the good guy took the money and gave it to people. He went to the forest and talked to God. He said that he loved him. Then one night the good guy was being killed until the same alien came down and then snuck some money away and gave it to another people. In the morning they saw it recorded from the alien. Because it was recorded from an alien and by the bad guy and outside he saw some hands. The hands of the alien were the "cuttiest." {translation-as in the most cutty, as in the sharpest} The alien was the good guy. Until he fell in the swamp and an alligator chomped him up and the good guy turned into a rock. Sometimes aliens have magic and it turns them to stuff and they can hide their bodies into other bodies. Then a gorilla came and the alien snuck on the gorilla and was being killed. He killed the gorilla cooked him up and ate it. The alien died after he ate the gorilla. And the year was 1918. Then the dead alien came back to life. Then they snucked up to the bad guy and destroyed them forever.

The End.