I know its been forever since I have posted a video of Sincere. He is still is doing things that crack me up and amaze me but its been HECTIC over here. Just when you think it couldn't get anymore crazy it does. But I figured I better get back in the habit of posting videos or I might never do it. :)
This is an older video from a couple months ago. We have a bowl of oranges in the office and one day Sincere decided to create his own set of "Orange big nickels." And by nickles he means nipples. No matter how many times I correct him he is intent on calling nipples "nickels."
This had me cracking up so I thought I would share. Enjoy.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Telling Tall Tales
Sincere has been telling tall tales (Attention Tales) for a while. He makes up these wild tales of being hurt by whatever name I throw out there. Daddy, Grandma, my friend he hasn't seen in 5 months. Here is a video from a two months ago when he spun a tale about daddy hurting him. I have no idea where he gets the material for these stories from. Does Max and Ruby have subliminal messages? LOL!
We love his imagination over at our house but it got mommy in some trouble the other day. I got called into the director of his preschools office. Seems that he has been telling tales of me hurting him at school. I cleared it up but I doubt they believe me. I had to have the "Sincere don't tell tales if people don't know your playing" conversations.
In the video he is Clovey the cat. Note the purr at the end of the video. Cracks me up every time.
We love his imagination over at our house but it got mommy in some trouble the other day. I got called into the director of his preschools office. Seems that he has been telling tales of me hurting him at school. I cleared it up but I doubt they believe me. I had to have the "Sincere don't tell tales if people don't know your playing" conversations.
In the video he is Clovey the cat. Note the purr at the end of the video. Cracks me up every time.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Sincere's Take on Shakespeare
Sincere loves to be the star of the show. You can say the word "Camera" and he will stop and pose. He pretends to be on stages all the time. He has learned how to sing the last note of each song high so he can get a solo. LOL! He also is into creating and acting out plays. The other night he created a play with his trains and I told him about Shakespeare. I had to grab the camera because his little mini plays were cute. He ended up cracking me up with his take on Shakespeare. Enjoy!
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Telling Time
Sincere has been telling time on a digital clock for awhile now. After he learned how to count by 5's he picked up telling time on an analog clock. Around the time he turned 3 he picked up telling time by the minute on an analog clock. The book he learned on was a library book so we ended up having it this week and I decided to get it on video. He LOVES the little book on top so we will probably have to check it out again sometime in the future.
It always amazes how he can focus on more then one thing at a time. He can be totally wrapped in Ramone but also hear you asking a question and follow the instructions. I love when he thought I said 3:19 and he says "19 after" and after I correct him he says "OH! 3:15." This boy cracks me up. Enjoy.
It always amazes how he can focus on more then one thing at a time. He can be totally wrapped in Ramone but also hear you asking a question and follow the instructions. I love when he thought I said 3:19 and he says "19 after" and after I correct him he says "OH! 3:15." This boy cracks me up. Enjoy.
Friday, January 15, 2010
Sincere's First Basketball Practice
Well its been about a month since I posted anything. Since then I got a new camera, figured out how to use it, redid the whole house and Sincere has gotten even more intense. But I am back now that I feel comfortable with my new equipment and things have gotten a little less crazy.
They have a 3 year old preschool basketball program that is the cutest thing ever. Sincere told me he wanted to go and assured me that he would enjoy it. He said "It will make me big and strong. I want to play basketball." I prepared him all day for it and he was ready to go. Then we get there and what I feared would happen, happened.
While the rest of the kids were lined up quietly (about 12 of them) and their smiling parents sat on the bench taking pictures the hurricane swept into the gym. Sincere started off by ripping his name tag off and throwing it on the ground screaming "I just don't want to do basketball." I asked him to try. He said "I just can't. I can't do it." I sat there and talked to him about how its fine if he can't do something but he has to at least try. He was having no part of it. I did a couple of drills with him crying as we went along and when I went to sit on the bench he was screaming right behind me.
Meanwhile the other moms beady little eyes zeroed in on me. Of course the moms all had suggestions on what would get him out there playing. Like they could get him out there when I couldn't. Please. Sincere looked at each of them and told them "I don't want to play basketball. I want to sit on the bench and watch." I tried about 3 more times to get him on the court. And endured "I know how it is. My son gets like that too." Really? Because Sincere is never not like this so its not the same. And "Maybe his dad can bring him and he would do better." Which I replied "This is how he acts for everyone." And "Maybe he is tired" "Maybe he will do better next week." Maybe you guys can stick socks in your pie holes.
Seeing Sincere in a group of kids his age you can tell something is different. While the other kids dribbled the ball from one end of the court to the other (really well I might add) Sincere was in his own world. He sat there reading every word he saw and counted the lines on the basketball. While the other kids sat on their balls listening to directions about the next drill. Sincere pretended the lines on his ball were a race track and his finger was a car. Making up songs about action at the race. He even wrote his own doctors excuses for getting out of gym class. At one point in the video I captured one of his excuses that he was sick and needed a lollipop. Nice try.
After his fifth meltdown I decided to leave. Before I did I told the mom next to me "Well maybe he can be the mascot for the team."
Here is a small clip of some of his behavior.
They have a 3 year old preschool basketball program that is the cutest thing ever. Sincere told me he wanted to go and assured me that he would enjoy it. He said "It will make me big and strong. I want to play basketball." I prepared him all day for it and he was ready to go. Then we get there and what I feared would happen, happened.
While the rest of the kids were lined up quietly (about 12 of them) and their smiling parents sat on the bench taking pictures the hurricane swept into the gym. Sincere started off by ripping his name tag off and throwing it on the ground screaming "I just don't want to do basketball." I asked him to try. He said "I just can't. I can't do it." I sat there and talked to him about how its fine if he can't do something but he has to at least try. He was having no part of it. I did a couple of drills with him crying as we went along and when I went to sit on the bench he was screaming right behind me.
Meanwhile the other moms beady little eyes zeroed in on me. Of course the moms all had suggestions on what would get him out there playing. Like they could get him out there when I couldn't. Please. Sincere looked at each of them and told them "I don't want to play basketball. I want to sit on the bench and watch." I tried about 3 more times to get him on the court. And endured "I know how it is. My son gets like that too." Really? Because Sincere is never not like this so its not the same. And "Maybe his dad can bring him and he would do better." Which I replied "This is how he acts for everyone." And "Maybe he is tired" "Maybe he will do better next week." Maybe you guys can stick socks in your pie holes.
Seeing Sincere in a group of kids his age you can tell something is different. While the other kids dribbled the ball from one end of the court to the other (really well I might add) Sincere was in his own world. He sat there reading every word he saw and counted the lines on the basketball. While the other kids sat on their balls listening to directions about the next drill. Sincere pretended the lines on his ball were a race track and his finger was a car. Making up songs about action at the race. He even wrote his own doctors excuses for getting out of gym class. At one point in the video I captured one of his excuses that he was sick and needed a lollipop. Nice try.
After his fifth meltdown I decided to leave. Before I did I told the mom next to me "Well maybe he can be the mascot for the team."
Here is a small clip of some of his behavior.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Reading a Winter Poem
Sincere is a fan of the snow. This is not good for mommy because all though she enjoys looking at it on Christmas morning from the comfort of her own home she does not like to play in it. A beach with warm sand? Yes please. A sidewalk with cold snow? Not so much.
It snowed at the end of last week and the beginning of this week. I got Sincere a book about winter and snow from the library. It is a book of poems and its good because they are like short stories so he doesn't have to stay focused for long but he still gets a funny story. You can tell even at the end of this short poem his attention starts to drift. Its always a challenge with him to keep him focused but I am learning tricks (spelling, reminding him of his promised treats, signal the end of an activity is near, LOL). And sorry for having to remain still the whole time. If I moved the camera shut off. I am hoping to get new a piece of equipment soon. So I am trying to hold out till then. :)
Now for the show-
It snowed at the end of last week and the beginning of this week. I got Sincere a book about winter and snow from the library. It is a book of poems and its good because they are like short stories so he doesn't have to stay focused for long but he still gets a funny story. You can tell even at the end of this short poem his attention starts to drift. Its always a challenge with him to keep him focused but I am learning tricks (spelling, reminding him of his promised treats, signal the end of an activity is near, LOL). And sorry for having to remain still the whole time. If I moved the camera shut off. I am hoping to get new a piece of equipment soon. So I am trying to hold out till then. :)
Now for the show-
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Messy Boy
It's been so busy over here that I haven't even had a chance to look for a new camera. So I am stuck with a camera that turns off on its on and cramped fingers from holding down the record button as I record. But I managed to get a video of a wild messy Sincere a couple nights ago. And yes picking up all that mess is as hard as you imagine it is.
I don't know why he came up with the idea about the kitty dying from Santa's presents. Hopefully he doesn't develop a fear of Santa presents. LOL!
I don't know why he came up with the idea about the kitty dying from Santa's presents. Hopefully he doesn't develop a fear of Santa presents. LOL!
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