Michael built what looked (to my naive eyes) like a tower out of megablocks.
"I need to take a pitcha!" he told me.
"Oh, is that a camera?" I asked.
"Uh-huh. How do you boot up mine tama?" he asked.
I guess these days cameras do need to be booted up--as every two-year-old knows.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
Don't Bug Me
Since Susanna's friend introduced us to the game, we spot VW Bugs, PT Cruisers and convertibles of every kind where ever we go. Saturday I decided to mix it up a little bit when I was driving with Susanna.
Susanna: Bug!
Me: Aaack! Where?! Is it on me? (Slapping at my back and shoulders) I hate bugs!!
Susanna (laughing): Dad! You're acting just like Mommy. (Moments later, spotting another one) Bug!
Me: AAack! Spbltssppptt!! Yuck! Where? Is it in my mouth? Spppllltt! Yuck! I hate bugs! (It worked--I did get another satisfying laugh.)
Susanna: Cruiser!
Me (predictably): Aaack! Where? (Slapping at my back and shoulders) I hate Cruisers!
(I'll omit some brief conversation in the interlude between bugs and Cruisers)
Susanna: Bug!
Me: I don't believe you. You're just trying to scare me!
We can be pretty silly now and then.
Susanna: Bug!
Me: Aaack! Where?! Is it on me? (Slapping at my back and shoulders) I hate bugs!!
Susanna (laughing): Dad! You're acting just like Mommy. (Moments later, spotting another one) Bug!
Me: AAack! Spbltssppptt!! Yuck! Where? Is it in my mouth? Spppllltt! Yuck! I hate bugs! (It worked--I did get another satisfying laugh.)
Susanna: Cruiser!
Me (predictably): Aaack! Where? (Slapping at my back and shoulders) I hate Cruisers!
(I'll omit some brief conversation in the interlude between bugs and Cruisers)
Susanna: Bug!
Me: I don't believe you. You're just trying to scare me!
We can be pretty silly now and then.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Control Issues
The very next night we did the same routine, but Susanna was not in the room with us.
I asked Nathan, "What was your favorite part of the day?"
He replied, "Can I ask Michael something?"
I agreed, so he addressed his brother in stern tones: "Michael, do NOT talk about the Star Wars Legos game. You can't keep saying that!"
No response from Mike on my right side, but I remarked, "Well, Nathan, we can't control him, but now he knows you don't want him to talk about that. Now, do you want to tell us the best part of your day?"
"My best part was playing Lego Star Wars at our cousin's house today." (We had visited ANOTHER cousin, who has ANOTHER version of it.) I was thankful for the darkness hiding my smile at the irony here.
"Michael, what was your favorite part of the day?"
"Hmmmmm . . . I be Wuke, I be doid, I be Empwew."
From my left erupted an enraged roar, then: "Michael! I told you not to talk about that!"
No one likes to be controlled, but if we're honest, most of us would like to control the people around us, wouldn't we? We just get more sophisticated as we grow older . . .
I asked Nathan, "What was your favorite part of the day?"
He replied, "Can I ask Michael something?"
I agreed, so he addressed his brother in stern tones: "Michael, do NOT talk about the Star Wars Legos game. You can't keep saying that!"
No response from Mike on my right side, but I remarked, "Well, Nathan, we can't control him, but now he knows you don't want him to talk about that. Now, do you want to tell us the best part of your day?"
"My best part was playing Lego Star Wars at our cousin's house today." (We had visited ANOTHER cousin, who has ANOTHER version of it.) I was thankful for the darkness hiding my smile at the irony here.
"Michael, what was your favorite part of the day?"
"Hmmmmm . . . I be Wuke, I be doid, I be Empwew."
From my left erupted an enraged roar, then: "Michael! I told you not to talk about that!"
No one likes to be controlled, but if we're honest, most of us would like to control the people around us, wouldn't we? We just get more sophisticated as we grow older . . .
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