Bonk Bed & New House

Sven is very excited by his new "bonk bed". He's been asking for one for awhile, so we got him one for the new house. Unfortunately, he bonked his head on his bonk bed the first time he took a nap in it.

Yesterday, our friend Bob asked Sven if he liked his new house and he said "yes, I do." Then Bob asked "do you have your own room?" Sven replied "Yes, I have my own room, with a bonk bed." "I sleep on the up bed." Then Sven got a distressed look on his face and he continued, "But nobody will sleep on the down bed." "Somebody is being naughty about this."

This picture of the new house shows the tower that is part of Sven's bedroom.

Going Amando

Yesterday, Sven wet his underpants a little, while we were moving from old house to new. So, Erik took them off in a restroom and told Sven he was "going Commando", i.e. wearing pants with no underwear. Sven came out of the restroom and said "Mommy - babies that don't wear diapers are going amando."

Fireman vs Firefighter

Sven told me everything he knows about house fires. A Fireman creates fires, and Firefighters put them out. Hm, makes sense.

Also, a Firehouse is a house that is on fire.

Update on cement (see previous post "Some Mint"): We passed a cement truck this weekend and Sven said "there's a Mint truck!" He was pretty excited.

Red Hot Chili Peppers

Sven now enjoys telling people about his favorite things. He is developing strong opinions at an early age!

A few weeks ago Sven started saying that his favorite band is the "Red Hot Chili Peppers", though sometimes he calls them the "Big Hot Chili Peppers." When I asked Erik where this came from, he said they heard a RHCP song on the radio and when Sven asked who they were Erik told him the Red Hot Chili Peppers. So, Sven has decided they are his favorite band! Perhaps we should get him their latest CD.

My Son the Clothes Horse

On Monday, Memorial Day, Erik was busy at a conference, so I decided that Sven and I would have lots of fun. We went to the Aquarium. Then rides at Seattle Center, followed by lunch at the Folklife festival. Then home for a nap.

After his nap, I asked him if he wanted to go shopping for a new jacket. His old jacket is getting too small, but he won't give it up because it is black (his Darfa Bader cape). He said yes, he did want to go shopping for a suit. I explained that we were going shopping for a jacket, not a suit. We drove to Northgate Mall, and looked at 4 stores for a jacket, but couldn't find any in his size. We saw a nice black suit, but it was a size 8. Sven was disappointed that we didn't get it.

However, we did manage to buy Sven some black Merrills that he picked out at Nordstrom. Nordstrom gave him a green balloon, as a treat for buying their shoes. After the shoe purchase he happily said "I've got new shoes on my feet, a balloon in my hand, you have a bag under your arm, and we're on the escabater!" So, I thought he was fully satisfied.

That evening, when Erik got home, I asked Sven to tell Erik all the fun things we did. I thought he would mention the Aquarium and/or rides, and/or his new shoes. Instead he said "we saw a suit, but it wasn't a size 8. It was a size 4!" He still thinks he should get a suit.