This is the second post of funny things our kids say via Facebook Status Updates. If you’d like to see their 2009 & 2010 funnies, click here. Enjoy and check back again because I will continue to update this blog as they continue to say funny things.
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Matthew D. Ruiz: Jacobi just informed me that Leia is at Walgreens with Padme. Which makes sense because Luke is at Walmart with Vader. Jacobi is going to meet them there. (Fri, 12 Aug 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: Tonight’s dinner conversation – Jacobi: “What’s that movie? The girl and the lion and the flying monkeys?” Malachi: “Is a tornado God’s way of helping man tear down stuff really quickly?” Answers: The Wizard of Oz and Yes. (Mon, 08 Aug 2011)
The funny man
Matthew D. Ruiz: Malachi likes to say “Voo Boo Oos” instead of “Vee Bee Ess”. Anyway, ours starts tomorrow. #VBS (Sat, 30 Jul 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: Malachi: “Sometimes when the sun gets in my eyes it makes me sneeze.” (Fri, 29 Jul 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: Me: “Malachi, you are S-M-A-R-T.” Kelly: “Do you know what that spells?” Malachi: “Cute?” (Mon, 18 Jul 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: Jacobi: “Dad, Malachi is being mean.” Malachi: “No, Jacobi is being wrong and I’m being right!” (Mon, 11 Jul 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: We were watering our plants this morning, Malachi said, “Jacobi do you know how the plants drink the water? They drink from their roots.” Jacobi, “How did you get so smart?” (Mon, 11 Jul 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Tonight I was getting the kids ready for bed, Malachi said, “Mommy, did you smell my toot? It smells like sausage.” Me: “Gross!” (Wed, 22 Jun 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Lost: Jessie from toy story. Reward: Jacobi’s happiness. (Sun, 19 Jun 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Today I gave the kids their snack when we got to the chiropractor’s office. Jacobi reachedinto my bag, “I’m still hungry, I think I’ll have another snack,” as she pulled out and began opening a feminine product. (Fri, 17 Jun 2011)
Ms. Angry Eyes
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Last night @ dinner Malachi said: “Mommy can I have some ketchup for my teeter totters?
(Translation: tater tots, but really they were popcorn shrimp) (Mon, 30 May 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: Kelly and I found something new to fight about: who gets to post the funny things the kids say. (Sun, 29 May 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: We’re watching the Oprah finale. Malachi says, “Is this talk for grown-ups? Because I don’t
understand a thing she’s saying.” (Wed, 25 May 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: Jacobi: “Mommy, were you a baby when you were a little kid?” (Tue, 10 May 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: Our 2011 Kentucky Derby Picks: Malachi: #16 – Animal Kingdom; Jacobi: #7 – Pants on Fire; Kelly :#16 – Animal Kingdom; Me: #13 – Mucho Macho Man (Sat, 07 May 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: Malachi just cut Jacobi’s hair … and Kelly is not here to deal with it. #crap (Sat, 30 Apr 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Jacobi Just got her first and Hopefully last mullet haircut from Malachi. (Sat, 30 Apr 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Jacobi: mommy, I squished one of God’s creatures. Malachi: she killed an ant! (Wed, 27 Apr 2011)
She is clearly the ringleader.
Matthew D. Ruiz: Malachi and Jacobi are out hunting for eggs … hehehe … but the Easter Bunny hasn’t come yet. (Sun, 24 Apr 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Funnies today on our trip down: Jacobi “My bellybutton tickles.” Malachi “Jacobi, you can be the sistersaurus.” (Fri, 01 Apr 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Jacobi was pretending to be a lion(lioness). She told me she had some cubs, I asked he if they were taking a nap. She said as she laid down on her side, “no mommy, they’re sucking my milk.” (Mon, 28 Mar 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Washed the blanket Malachi threw up on and changing it to the dryer found the TV remote. Oops. (Sun, 27 Mar 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Jacobi put a caterpillar rattle into a Slinky this evening & said he was in his cocoon. ..And he was soon going to be a beautiful butterfly. (Thu, 17 Mar 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: The kids must be upset @ daddy for being gone…but why do they have to all take it out on me? (Tue, 15 Mar 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: It’s a night with the boys … and the boys chose Dairy Queen for some reason (probably because they’re 4 and 1). (Thu, 10 Mar 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: “I’m the mac daddy, y’all.” – Jacobi (inspired by the Black Eyed Peas). (Wed, 09 Mar 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: “Daddy, can you see what I hear?” – Malachi commenting on the exciting police siren in the
distance. (Fri, 04 Mar 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: I asked malachi to get out the eggs for the cupcakes we were going to make. He opened the door, pulled out the carton, and two eggs fell on the floor and cracked. He said, ” oh no mommy, those two already hatched.” (Hahahaha so funny!) (Tue, 01 Mar 2011)
Just tryin' to survive
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: I overheard Malachi & Jacobi talking about marrying each other tonight…then Malachi asked me who Channing would marry since they only have one sister. (Mon, 14 Feb 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Favorite quote from the evening: jacobi: She doesn’t have a butt! Where’s her butt? (After building toy story 3 jessie mr. Potato head) (Fri, 11 Feb 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Malachi: mommy let’s do something together. Me: ok, what would you like to do? Malachi: let’s play hide-n-seek. Me: we already played that a lot today. Let’s play something else. Jacobi: how about hide AND GO seek? (Wed, 09 Feb 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: Does it get any better than your daughter singing along to Stuck Like Glue and Back to December all while explaining the plot of The Little Mermaid? I think not (Tue, 08 Feb 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: This morning malachi was screaming: mommy hurry its an emergency! he didn’t sound like it frantic so I didn’t go see what the emergency was. He came to find me and said: mommy its an
emergency! Daddy left the zebra cakes open! (Sat, 05 Feb 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Tonight @ dinner: Malachi: Mommy this green stuff(spinach) on the chicken tastes like really yummy broccoli (he HATES broccoli). (Tue, 01 Feb 2011)
Matthew D. Ruiz: “She’s giant!” Said Jacobi of the morbidly obese woman who walked by our table at Applebees. (Tue, 18 Jan 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Playing hide and seek w/the kids. Channing is my partner. I’m not sure that it’s quite fair. He doesn’t know how to be quiet yet. (Sun, 09 Jan 2011)
Kelly Swiercz Ruiz: Malachi just drew a line down his face from forehead to lips with a permanent marker. (Thu, 06 Jan 2011)
Channing doesn't say much yet, but just wait ...
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A lesson in racism: “She’s the one in the purple dress.”
It was probably just a small thing, but upon reflection, maybe it was something more.
Here’s the scene: I was watching President Obama’s job speech last Thursday night with my kids. Being four, three, and one years old, they were not particularly interested in Barry’s new plan. But our oldest, Malachi, was interested in identifying people he knows (which in this joint session of Congress amounted to the President and his wife). There were surprisingly few shots of Michelle, but when the camera finally cut to her, Malachi didn’t recognize her immediately. So I prompted him with the classic parental goto question, “Who’s that Malachi?”
“That’s the President’s wife.”
“Which one’s the President’s wife?”
“She’s the one in the purple dress.”
Now, I didn’t think anything of it at the time. I was just proud and happy that he identified the President’s wife. I also didn’t note that the dress is NOT purple, but fuchsia; turns out the dress also has some historical significance. Read about it here.
A couple of days later when I was out for a run (just as an aside, my best thinking comes from three places: 1) when I’m running, 2) when I’m in the shower, and 3) when I’m sitting on the toilet.) and an interesting thought came to me: Malachi didn’t identify Mrs. Obama by her color, but rather by the color of what she was wearing.
Think about it: when you typically identify people in a crowd, if there is a distinguishing physical characteristic, that’s how you identify them: the black guy or the Asian woman or the blonde. I don’t know if type of identification is racist (obviously not in the case of the blonde), but it does highlight the fact that we have a very hard time seeing past someone’s physical characteristics. How far of a reach is it to beginning to develop racist thoughts? I don’t know that either. But there is research that offers a suggestion: Stanley Gains and Edward Reed published a paper in a 1995 edition of the American Psychologist arguing that “racism is not a universal feature of human psychology but a historically developed process. Racism begins with the exploitation of people or peoples and with the psychological consequences to which that exploitation leads.” They argue against the classic models of Gordon Allport (1954/1979) and W. E. B. DuBois (1903/1969) regarding “the origins of prejudice and the impact of discrimination on the personality and social development”. What I read in Gains and Reed is that racism is learned. For something to be learned, it must first be taught or modeled.
While adults may have answered my question to Malachi with, “She’s the tall black woman”, my four-year-old son didn’t see her skin color and identified her in a different way. My family has an interesting history with race (see the postscript below for more detail), and our children have definitely been exposed to different races. The small town we live in is situated in rural-ish Indiana and is probably 95% white – not exactly a beacon of diversity, although there are initiatives to change that.
Because of my history with race, it’s on my mind quite often, and I’ve wondered what our children notice and process regarding skin color. Apparently, they haven’t started to pick up on race yet, and I think their innocence is a really cool thing.
What do you think?
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Postscript:
My parents are some of the most extraordinary people you’d ever care to meet. All three of their children are adopted, and all three of us are from racially diverse backgrounds. I am half Puerto Rican; my brother is Puerto Rican-Mexican and looks black; my sister is Mexican. (My dad is also diverse: his father immigrated from Mexico and married an Irish girl.)
I was adopted as an infant in the late 70’s, and my brother was adopted as an infant just months before the beginning of the 1980s. We grew up in an area of southern Illinois outside of St. Louis that was quite racist, and a racially diverse family was a radical concept. My mother has told us stories of having my brother and I at the grocery store and people coming up to her and making rude comments about having a black baby. My toddler brother was once identified by a redneck driving by our house as a “nigger”, which he thought was pretty funny because he knew he was a “hick-spanic” (his pronunciation of “Hispanic”, which was the politically correct term during that era). As toddlers, we were once taking baths together and I asked, “Why does his skin not get clean?”; as far as I know, that’s the only time as a kid that I noticed a difference between my brother and me.
Growing up, I was the only “white guy” (which is how I look – my PR heritage doesn’t come through in my skin color) I knew who had a black brother. Luckily, we participated in a Christian community in the greater St. Louis area which, because of the efforts of groups like this, had other families like ours, so as we passed through high school, we knew there were others like us.
I love my brother more than I can express. He’s now a county cop outside of Atlanta and married to a Panamanian girl. They have an absolutely beautiful daughter who has a crazy mass of hair (it reminds me of Buckwheat from the old Little Rascals show). When you throw in our Mexican sister, our family pictures continue to defy convention, and as more grandkids are added to my parents’ count, the crazier the pictures look.
Because we live so far apart and because life has taken us in different directions, I don’t get to see my brother and his family very often. But I love that my children occasionally have the opportunity to see their parents love people of other races. They don’t think their Uncle Nathan or little cousin are different – they see them the same way I do.
In 2007 with our firstborns
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Posted by Matthew D. Ruiz, Ph.D. on September 13, 2011 in Family, Personal, Social Commentary
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