Thursday, May 16, 2013
Whom do I have the pleasure of addressing?
Daniel likes to pull all the stuffed animals out of their ottoman storage bin and enthusiastically greet each one by name. Today he encountered a new resident, a platypus.
He stared at her for a solid minute with a completely flabbergasted look on his face and then smiled and came running to show me what he had found. "Goosey Goosey Gander, Mama!!! Goosey Goosey Gander!!!"
Somebody's been paying attention to his Mother Goose. The tiger is called "Tiger, tiger." So he's also been paying attention to his William Blake.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
The Case of the Missing Lightbulb
I was sitting in the bathroom with Daniel on one of our many 'potty breaks' we've been having these days, when he suddenly got a very serious look on his face, leaned toward me, and whispered "Bafroom pieces going away."
Pardon?
I asked him to repeat his statement and he did. It sounded exactly the same though. Not helpful. So he decided to point out all the evidence and let me see for myself.
First he walked over to the toilet paper holder and slowly ran his finger back and forth in the air where the rod used to be. "Dis bafroom piece all gone."
It was true. A week or so ago I gave up on teaching him to leave the toilet paper alone and started just storing the roll on a shelf above the toilet. I put the little tension rod under the sink a few days after that because well meaning visitors were constantly putting the roll back in the dispenser. So yes, that bathroom piece had gone away.
Satisfied with my acknowledgement, he stepped over to the sink and pointed up at the lights over the mirror. "Dis light all gone too. Two light on! Dis light gone!" Then back to the mysterious whispering, "Bafroom pieces going away!"
I nodded solemnly while trying not to laugh. One of the three bulbs had burnt out the night before and Ben had taken it out of the fixture and carried it with him to the store to make sure he found the correct replacement. It hasn't occurred to me that Daniel would notice it was gone, much less that he would assume it was related to the disappearance of the toilet paper dispenser rod.
We looked back and forth between the two missing pieces for a while and nodded conspiratorially because we now both knew foul play was afoot. Daniel whispered his enigmatic phrase a few more times to make sure I remembered what were were talking about. I marveled that my baby was now big enough to notice mysteries and count lightbulbs. And now I'm trying to decide between putting in a fresh bulb or hiding something else. :)
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