Friday, October 29, 2010

More Anecdotes

Not much time to linger these days on contemplation. Just seems like we're going going. Someday I might be actually able to think straight again. Right now I'm working on writing a book for the Aquarium's 75th Anniversary in the spare moments between being a full-time mom. Burning the candle a little too much. It's a fun project, though, and is all I can talk about if you actually run into me (poor Toe. He and J bear the brunt of my rambling).

In the meantime, we used one of our rare sunny days last week to take the car out for a spin. Toe's much better about driving but still doesn't understand the steering thing as well as he should. We're working on it. I spend  a lot of my time saying, "Look where you're going!!" He LOVES driving. Yeah, I see that one coming.




 Halloween. Toe decided over a month ago that he wanted to be a white kitty with black spots and has been unwavering in his determination. Didn't really find a white kitty outfit and I don't really sew, so we had to punt. He'll be wearing a black shirt and pants and sporting some kind of kitty face (either make-up or mask. I'm pushing for make-up so his vision is not impaired). I love that a three year old is thrilled with this jurry-rigged costume. He feels like a kitty in it.
As a side note, the mountain goat is out.  He has been alternating between kitty and  sheep lately. When I was this age, I pretended to be characters from the books my parents read to me. I find it fascinating that Toe is just as interested in pretend play, but ONLY pretends to be animals.

J and I, on the other hand, are expected to be the voices for his stuffed animals, his cars, and any other inanimate objects he feels like talking to. I was asked today, "Mom, what are my enzymes saying to me?"  My response, "EAT ME!!!" Ok, so sometimes it's pretty easy.  When we wash his hands he says, "What are the germs saying to me?"  "Oh no! We're going down the drain! Can't get Toe sick!"  I find the anthropomorphizing of everything fascinating. Not sure if we did that to him or if he picked up on it and ran with it...

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