Thursday, November 15, 2007

Ostrich

I am on my computer often. Regularly. Ok, all the time. More than I would like to be sometimes. I check my email constantly, both accounts: personal and business. I play with pictures on photoshop. (If I learn, even a kernel of information that program has to offer I will consider myself photoshop proficient.) I write papers all the time for school, and I currently spend a lot of my time writing my feelings and recording my family's memories for the entire world to see.(The blog. Who knew I would love this thing as much as I do. I especially love the comments part. I check them like I do email. So leave some. Open a google account and leave me some love! Please! I really want to know who has stopped by.)

When Gunnar was born, I intended to only be on the computer when he was napping or down for the night, and that I would only check email while he was eating or watching a few minutes of toons. (I check often to see if my tutoring schedule has changed or if Jaren has sent me a romantic email shout-out.) To state a popular cliche, "The road to hell is lined with good intentions." Gunnar has, unfortunately, seen me on my computer too often. I have modeled computer behavior. (I am not sure what else to call it. Any ideas?) Modeled it so much that a couple of days ago, he came down stairs after I got him out of bed, went straight to his "laptop" and said, "Nunnie (what he calls himself, closest thing to "Gunnie" he can articulate right now), a check mail Mom." He then proceeded to flip the top on his computer and "check" for new mail.

Notice Bobby, in the bucket. That's how Gunnar carried him down stairs that morning. Oh, Bobby. He's actually really good when it comes to computers too. He's a real computer guru when you get right down to it.


When I am on my computer now he is on his. (Gunnar, not Bobby.) Sometimes we sit side by side allowing the screens to suck us in. Gunnar's computer is just as educational as mine. It teaches him letters, numbers, and their sounds. When he is on the letters it shows him a picture and says the word for the picture and the sound for the letter. O on Gunnar's computer stands for Ostrich.


This is how he says Ostrich.

WARNING: YOU MIGHT PEE YOUR PANTS WATCHING THIS!

PARENTAL ADVISORY: THIS IS NOT G RATED. IT'S BARELY PG-13.

MUTE THE MUSIC AT THE BOTTOM BEFORE YOU CLICK PLAY! YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS THIS!!

video

Wasn't the last b****, so funny; something you would see on a Will Ferral sketch or something? Tell me I am not the only one to think this is hysterical. Is this only funny to me? Oh, maybe you are one of the good moms out there that does't feed her kids pizza and chips for breakfast. Are you saying, "tsk, tsk...that woman needs help raising her child."? Well, I promise you all, Jaren and I did not teach him that word! Like we go around the house modeling that. "Get me my dinner b****." "No! Do it yourself b****! I'm not your b****" I'm so sure. Come on. LOVE IS SPOKEN here, alright?

To Gunnar's grandparents: please don't be disappointed that I laugh hysterically when I watch your wholesome grandson son say this, or when I ask Gunnar to say Ostrich just to perk me up. Tomorrow we will go to speech therapy. Tomorrow I will teach him how to say OStrich, but today, I have to laugh my a** off!

24 comments:

jessicaclaire said...

Okay, the last one--HYSTERICAL!

Kate said...

ABSOLUTELY HYSTERICAL!!! I don't think KyKy can hang out with Gunnie any more if he talks like that. Ha!!!!!!

Tonya said...

too funny...

be sure to play that video at his missionary farewell...

thanks for sharing...

Kam said...

What a great idea. Thanks Ton. Looked like you had fun at the beach today! ;)

Olivia said...

I love the WAY he says it, too... all guttural and growly. LOVE I,T KAM! Hilarious.

Paige said...

Well, I guess I won't be hanging out with YOU in the Celestial Kingdom. Hee hee. Just kidding. Very cute and funny. Pioneer woman has clips of her kid saying Juice Bag and it also sounds questionable. You ought to see if you can find it next time you and Nunny are checking mail. :)

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Anonymous said...

I saw your pictures on Jessica Claire's blog. I am a photographer in Idaho that admires Jessica's work. Your family is beautiful and I am commenting because I don't see too many "Kam's". I am a Kam...that is my whole name. www.photographybykam.com
Great blog!

Alyssa said...

Hey Sister Nuzman it's alyssa grossen from your old ward-ladera. I just found your blog on the Jone's link and it is so cute! I love your blog! It's so creative! Any ways, I'm at Dixie college in st.george, ut. And just wanted to say hi! love ya and miss ya!

Welsh Goddess Rhiannon said...

You know I love my BEAN! I won't tell anyone your little swearing secret!

Danielle said...

Thanks for the belly laugh!! This is classic blackmail material when Gunnar gets older :o)!

Kate said...

Too cute. Oh my goodness. I'm still laughing. I totally know what you're saying about the whole too-much-time-on-the-computer deal. Sam (age 3.25) came up to me yesterday (and I wasn't even on the computer) and said, "Mom, can we play Candyland? I mean, after you check your email." Sad.
And your Thanksgiving-themed background and header look wonderful. You're getting good! ;)

ktb said...

I know a little boy that has trouble says "truck" - I love to make innocent people swear. It makes me feel better when I do it consciously. I can see that you are loving this blog stuff. Right on.

Julia said...

I found your blog on jessica's site as well, and just wanted to say that your family is adorable! Love the blog, it inspired my own "facelift" with pretty papers. Great job!

Julia said...

Thanks for the returned compliment! I got my paper from designer digitals, and I'll try to post a link. It's the "cherry festival kit".

http://www.designerdigitals.com/ecom/product_info.php/products_id/1900

me said...

What did he say? You know that is what we call innocent swearing, so you should see if snoop dog is auditioning. Might as well cash in on "ostrich". Will Ferral watch out!

The Raica Family said...

I laughed when I saw that you had 16 comments on this one. That is too funny for words. You need to stop sending him to that nursery at your church - what are they teaching him there! If he is not learning it at home........where could be learning it???? Hmmmm....
Just kidding! Kamee, I absolutely love your website. It is so YOU.
You are amazing and you never cease to amaze me. I simply adore you.

KP said...

OMG, I am LMAO right now at too many things on this blog and comments! My husband and I are in hysterics after watching the video AND your comments regarding how love might not be spoken at your house, awesome!

Another reason why I am cracking up is because my husband's name is also Kam, it's Kam Siu, but he doesn't want people butchering the Siu (say it out loud and you know why it might not be good for a guy to have a name like that.) And then to find out there are so many other Kams out there is just delightful, as a matter of fact, my husband's brothers are all named Kam something. I love your blog, especially its name "Kam and Fam"...brilliant!

Rebecca said...

So I couldn't help but jump on the comment band-wagon! Love the updated look, it's so relaxing. I find I only have time these days to comment on your hysterical blog! Sure you didn't model that behavior. I love it and I'm going to show all, I mean ALL of my sons that video!

Anonymous said...

Ok, that is WAY too funny!!! I am so glad I found your blog!!! We miss you guys!

Tammy Mitchell

Adam said...

ITS THE NUZ!!!!

Hii! It's Adam Jones, I was a student of yours at Tesoro High, and you never read my whole book! Hehe =)

A friend from high school directed me here. Impressive that your kid is already saying B****, You really are a true English teacher. =D

Good to see that you're still living the life. I wish I had you for my college English classes, my professors are total bores.

Bye Nuz! =)

Kimberly Hunter said...

Kamee,
I'm so glad I found you! How cute is Gunnar!! I just had to see how you guys are doing and where you ended up! Kim said you moved! Well, Maggie is 14 mos. and I'll save a date with Gunnar for her! What a doll he is! Yep, your officially a parent once you kids have embarassed you or learned some embarassing phrases! It's adorable! Just wait for the moment your in public and he yells it out and people DO think you talk that way at home! :-)
Many Loves from the Hunters!

Michelle Tems said...

Oh my gosh! That is so funny! Thank you for the pick me up!

Sarah Heinle said...

Good one to share. I love when kids are first talking. I think we all have stories. I have many from working in preschools. :) One of my favorites is when my niece was two. We would ask her if she would like "ice cream" and she would say "yes, I want chocolate "a**cream". We had some good laughs over it.