It’s Not All Mary Poppins

Ain’t We Got Fun?

Arthur is cheerleading.

“Are we goin-na puh-lay?!?” Great enthusiasm.

George, Darcy, and Zach pick up on his tone.


“Are we goin-na fun-to-have??!?”


“Are we goin-na laugh and jump?!??!?”


The crowd is sufficiently revved. Arthur smiles upon them.

“Well, here you GOOOOoooo!”

And into each waiting hand he deposits a tiny piece of cold cooked green bean.


January 19, 2006 - Posted by | food, quirks and quirkiness, random and odd, the things they say!


  1. I love it. What a hoot!

    Comment by jen-o-rama | January 19, 2006 | Reply

  2. LOL! Sounds like a natural trikster to me.

    Comment by Si | January 19, 2006 | Reply


    He already sounds like a better cheerleader than the ones we have here.

    “One in Ten, Do it AGAIN, go team GO!” (What is that even supposed to mean?)

    Comment by Haley | January 19, 2006 | Reply

  4. Cute!

    Just out of curiousity, do any of your kids speak French as a primary language? The phrasing of Arthur’s ‘cheer’ sounded that way.

    Comment by BeckaJo | January 19, 2006 | Reply

  5. Did it work? Did they eat the beans? Because I’ll try anything once or twice if it means my kid will eat a green bean….

    Comment by Homestead | January 19, 2006 | Reply

  6. Jen: There are so many random, inexplicable bits of oddity that fill my days, I just had to share one. Weird little critters, aren’t they?

    Si: I’m not entirely sure he didn’t honestly expect them to be completely delighted. He’s a bit of an odd duck, our Arthur… But who knows? It’s funny either way!

    Haley: Well, “ten” rhymes with “again”… Are they saying you only win one game in ten? (Which is your opening to brag, my dear. I know how well they do, those boys.)

    Beckajo: Not the daycare tots, no. I have a couple of after-school kids who are francophone, but not the toddlers. Arthur’s mom speaks French, but she’s anglo, and English is the language spoken at home.

    I’ve cared for a couple of little guys who learned Engish under my care, speaking only French at home. It’s fun to see them use French grammar in English sentences: “Dat’s my coat blue.”

    Homestead: Oh, yeah. Zach in particular loves beans, and will steal from other people’s bowls, or eat them off the floor.

    Comment by Mary P. | January 19, 2006 | Reply

  7. hopefully they didnt shove them up their noses.

    next time give ’em corn and see what they cheer.

    Comment by kimmyk | January 19, 2006 | Reply

  8. When I was a kid my mom told me that eating green beans would make my eyes sparkle. I bought it hook, line, and sinker.

    I still love them, and find myself thinking about sparkley eyes whenever I eat them.

    Who doesn’t cheer for green beans!

    Comment by Andie D. | January 19, 2006 | Reply

  9. LOL! It’s fun listening in to children’s games. Really takes our guard down.

    Comment by Queen Bee | January 20, 2006 | Reply

  10. Kimmyk: Better a bean than a penis… They love corn, particularly niblets, and particulary frozen niblets. I love it, too – feels kind of like cheating when I just pour a small heap of frozen corn straight from the bag and into their bowls.

    Andie: Sparkly eyes, huh? The only bit of food lore I was ever told was the bread crusts-curly hair myth, which my grandad undermined (he did have subversive tendencies) by telling us it would put hair on our chests. Not that impressive to we two girls…

    Queen Bee: I do a lot of sitting and listening and “Oh! Must jot THAT one down before I forget!” It’s one of the manifest perks of the job.

    Comment by Mary P. | January 20, 2006 | Reply

  11. My neighbor’s father told us that if we ate bananas, our hair would get curly!

    Comment by Andie D. | January 20, 2006 | Reply

  12. LOL! He’s cheering for vegetarians everywhere!
    (I wonder if he’d mind if I borrowed the cheer? Maybe my son will try ONE that way!!)

    Comment by LoryKC | January 20, 2006 | Reply

  13. OH, that Arthur. I have a special place in my heart for him. He cracks me up.

    Comment by Kristen | January 20, 2006 | Reply

  14. Somehow I missed this story yesterday, and then today got all busy doing the map thing.
    But glad I found it — I was picturing the whole thing, and laughing out loud.

    Reminds me of one my son`s original knock-knock jokes.

    “Knock knock.”

    “Who`s there?”


    “Sign who?”

    “Sign up!”
    (hysterical laughter from him, and ??? from the adult he`s told it to)

    Comment by L. | January 20, 2006 | Reply

  15. Andie: Curly hair for bananas? But what kid needs to be encouraged to eat bananas? It reminds me of the tales I heard when I was teaching prenatal classes in Toronto. I worked through a large downtown hospital, and we had a population from many ethnic groups. I have heard a huge number of pregnancy myths and old wives’ tales.

    Bananas, for example. If you dream of, or crave, bananas, it doesn’t mean you need more potassium, nu-uh. It means you carrying a BOY. (Subtle, huh??)

    kristen: Arthur’s one of a kind all right. There are days when I’m very grateful for this fact…

    L: Bah-dum-pum. Kids are masters of the shaggy dog joke, and sometimes I find myself laughing along because this kid is enjoying something so utterly pointless with such joyous abandon. Which only encourages them, I know. 🙂

    Comment by Mary P. | January 21, 2006 | Reply

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