Kids are notorious for taking things literally. Really literally. Like when we nibble playfully on Todd and he protests: "Don't eat me! I'm not food!"
Or today, when he looked like he'd done a face-plant into his dinner, and I asked Daddy to mop his face up. I can just imagine what cleaning supplies Todd thought Daddy would use when he piped up with "Don't mop my face, I'm not a floor!"
And then there was Mommy and Daddy innocently remarking on how Todd would make new friends at his new school. A simple enough concept right? Todd apparently wanted a more detailed instruction manual: "I don't know how to make friends. I don't know how to build them!"
Happy Birthday Grandpa!
We had fun recording this little piece over online karaoke, using Daddy's new laptop with the built-in webcam.
Happy Birthday, Grandpa! (by the way, Todd keeps insisting that Grandpa is only 4 years old today :-D)
Happy Birthday, Grandpa! (by the way, Todd keeps insisting that Grandpa is only 4 years old today :-D)
New beginnings
Yesterday was Todd's last day at his preschool in Granada Hills. I was sad to take him out of it, as he'd made friends and was learning some good stuff there, but we didn't have much of a choice. A lot of the stuff he learned was really advanced-- stuff like alphabet, numbers, logical reasoning, telling time, even basic addition... stuff that's not normally taught until kindergarten or even first grade! Good grade-K-prep, for sure!
Today I took Todd to his new preschool in Santa Barbara for a tour. It's about 15 minutes away from our apartment. We were greeted by the director of the school, who also happened to be the pre-K teacher! We toured the facilities and got a glimpse of each class: the 2-3 year olds, the 3-4 year olds, and the pre-K class. It looked like a good place for Todd.
I was most impressed by the academic curriculum-- I thought his old preschool was advanced (and it is), but this was even more advanced! The toddler class was in the midst of learning beginning phonics (which I'd taught Todd myself), and the pre-K class was already on blended sounds, measurements, and counting money.
After the tour we stopped by an education store which contained all sorts of educational material for both parents and teachers-- books, toys, games, crafts, and supplies. And all the books that I perused that contained the material Todd had learned or would learn, was in the books marked at Kindergarten or Grade 1 level.
All in all, I'm pretty pleased with what I've seen so far. Todd begins on Monday. I hope he adjusts well and enjoys learning new things with his new teacher and new classmates!
Today I took Todd to his new preschool in Santa Barbara for a tour. It's about 15 minutes away from our apartment. We were greeted by the director of the school, who also happened to be the pre-K teacher! We toured the facilities and got a glimpse of each class: the 2-3 year olds, the 3-4 year olds, and the pre-K class. It looked like a good place for Todd.
I was most impressed by the academic curriculum-- I thought his old preschool was advanced (and it is), but this was even more advanced! The toddler class was in the midst of learning beginning phonics (which I'd taught Todd myself), and the pre-K class was already on blended sounds, measurements, and counting money.
After the tour we stopped by an education store which contained all sorts of educational material for both parents and teachers-- books, toys, games, crafts, and supplies. And all the books that I perused that contained the material Todd had learned or would learn, was in the books marked at Kindergarten or Grade 1 level.
All in all, I'm pretty pleased with what I've seen so far. Todd begins on Monday. I hope he adjusts well and enjoys learning new things with his new teacher and new classmates!
Words so far
Todd has had his ABCs and 123s downpat for sometime now, and has mastered beginning phonics sounds and a little bit of ending sounds (if the word is short enough and has is enunciated clearly). He can also spell a few words. Here's the list so far:
TODD
ALLAN
KNIGHT
(yeah, the above 3 are the natural start)
HELLY
KWEE
(don't you love how you kill 2 birds with one stone by teaching Todd his full name, thereby encompassing Daddy's name, too?)
HOME
OFF
STOP (he loves calling this one out everytime I reach a stop sign)
More to be added as time goes by!
TODD
ALLAN
KNIGHT
(yeah, the above 3 are the natural start)
HELLY
KWEE
(don't you love how you kill 2 birds with one stone by teaching Todd his full name, thereby encompassing Daddy's name, too?)
HOME
OFF
STOP (he loves calling this one out everytime I reach a stop sign)
More to be added as time goes by!
How do I get out of here?
Todd was looking at a photo of Mommy and Daddy, taken when Mommy was still pregnant. I asked him where he was, and he pointed at Mommy's photo and said "in your tummy!"
Since he has long known that he came out of Mommy's tummy, he then elaborated on the process further: "I came out of your mouth!"
(Make sense, since the mouth is the entryway for things to go IN your tummy, it must also serve as an exit for things to go out, right?)
I told him no, not out of my mouth, and repeated my tummy assertion.
This puzzled him. You can imagine what was going through his mind when he then remarked:
"But then your tummy will be broken!"
Since he has long known that he came out of Mommy's tummy, he then elaborated on the process further: "I came out of your mouth!"
(Make sense, since the mouth is the entryway for things to go IN your tummy, it must also serve as an exit for things to go out, right?)
I told him no, not out of my mouth, and repeated my tummy assertion.
This puzzled him. You can imagine what was going through his mind when he then remarked:
"But then your tummy will be broken!"
Towel hat silliness
Having some fun with Todd before his shower last night. As I had to hold many of the creations with one hand while I photographed with the other, all of these shots are mirror shots.
Todd as... the Shiek of Araby?
Babushka!
Beehive... or freshly washed hair?
A funny-looking hat:
Stick 'em up! All this shot needs is him pointing a six-shooter at the camera.
Okay, this one needs a caption. You got any ideas?
Todd as... the Shiek of Araby?
Babushka!
Beehive... or freshly washed hair?
A funny-looking hat:
Stick 'em up! All this shot needs is him pointing a six-shooter at the camera.
Okay, this one needs a caption. You got any ideas?
Meltdown
Ever since Todd was very little, before he was even walking, he showed a propensity for violent and aggressive outbursts. Since it was evident in him at such a young age, it's quite obviously attributed entirely to nature, not environment. Which just means we'll have to work doubly hard to reign him in and make sure that outside influences don't make it even worse!
Today's episode after school only exemplified how difficult it is to "tame" him.
I let Todd play on the playground with his friends after school. When it came time to go home, he outright refused. Many times he'll simply bawl and beg (like most little kids do), but often he'll resort to fits of anger and lashing out. Hard. Today he chose the latter, and a very severe form of it at that! He started screaming and kicking. So much so that everyone turned and stared, and the kids he was playing with shrank away from him. He was flailing about so much that I could not drag him to the car, and so I had to pick him up-- one arm holding his chest, and the other hooked behind one leg (to minimize the kicking). Then when we got in the car, he refused to sit down. I'd push him into the car seat and he'd immediately get up, making it extremely difficult for me to strap him into his seat. It took every last ounce of energy I had to finally buckle him in and get on the road. I realized then that it wouldn't be long before he would become too strong (physically) for me to overpower him in future such situations.
All along the drive home he screamed and kicked violently, begging to go back to the playground, and ordering me in no uncertain terms to turn around and go back to his school. For the first time in my life I had to yell at the top of my lungs in order to make myself be heard above his screams. I realized it was pointless to try to reason with him when he was that agitated, so all I could do along the drive home was to warn him to calm down. He finally did, and at that point I could explain to him what happened and why I took him out of the playground.
This isn't the first time something like this has happened. He is only 3 years old but exceptionally strong for his age, and very stubborn. Okay, most kids can be stubborn and refuse to listen, but most kids will simply cry. Or if they do throw fits, it isn't particularly violent. This kid? Brings a whole new definition to the terms "mean" and "destructive".
It's going to take a lot to keep his attitude in check, but I hope in the end all our efforts will pay off. They say that nature and nurture go hand-in-hand in shaping a child's personality and character. I agree. Todd's already got nature working against him, which only means we'll all have to make an extra effort to make sure that the nurturing portion of his upbringing will cancel out nature.
Today's episode after school only exemplified how difficult it is to "tame" him.
I let Todd play on the playground with his friends after school. When it came time to go home, he outright refused. Many times he'll simply bawl and beg (like most little kids do), but often he'll resort to fits of anger and lashing out. Hard. Today he chose the latter, and a very severe form of it at that! He started screaming and kicking. So much so that everyone turned and stared, and the kids he was playing with shrank away from him. He was flailing about so much that I could not drag him to the car, and so I had to pick him up-- one arm holding his chest, and the other hooked behind one leg (to minimize the kicking). Then when we got in the car, he refused to sit down. I'd push him into the car seat and he'd immediately get up, making it extremely difficult for me to strap him into his seat. It took every last ounce of energy I had to finally buckle him in and get on the road. I realized then that it wouldn't be long before he would become too strong (physically) for me to overpower him in future such situations.
All along the drive home he screamed and kicked violently, begging to go back to the playground, and ordering me in no uncertain terms to turn around and go back to his school. For the first time in my life I had to yell at the top of my lungs in order to make myself be heard above his screams. I realized it was pointless to try to reason with him when he was that agitated, so all I could do along the drive home was to warn him to calm down. He finally did, and at that point I could explain to him what happened and why I took him out of the playground.
This isn't the first time something like this has happened. He is only 3 years old but exceptionally strong for his age, and very stubborn. Okay, most kids can be stubborn and refuse to listen, but most kids will simply cry. Or if they do throw fits, it isn't particularly violent. This kid? Brings a whole new definition to the terms "mean" and "destructive".
It's going to take a lot to keep his attitude in check, but I hope in the end all our efforts will pay off. They say that nature and nurture go hand-in-hand in shaping a child's personality and character. I agree. Todd's already got nature working against him, which only means we'll all have to make an extra effort to make sure that the nurturing portion of his upbringing will cancel out nature.
Geeky wishes
After reading Molly's parents' blogs about how she wished for "a planet" when they finished reading a book about Dora making a wish upon a star, I started wondering what Todd would say to such a question, and hoped I could find that book.
Well, yeesterday I found it. In Lowe's, of all places. While Opa shopped for blinds, I read Todd the story, which featured Dora and her friends each making a wish on the wishing star before bed.
At the end the book posed the question: "what would you wish for?" and of course I posed that question to Todd.
He hesitated. I repeated the question.
He hemmed and hawed. I prompted him with "it can be for anything you like!"
Finally, he decided upon an answer. What do you suppose it was? Well, I will say one thing that should give it away: his geeky Daddy would be proud :-P
For what did Todd wish for on the wishing star?
"A computer!"
Well, yeesterday I found it. In Lowe's, of all places. While Opa shopped for blinds, I read Todd the story, which featured Dora and her friends each making a wish on the wishing star before bed.
At the end the book posed the question: "what would you wish for?" and of course I posed that question to Todd.
He hesitated. I repeated the question.
He hemmed and hawed. I prompted him with "it can be for anything you like!"
Finally, he decided upon an answer. What do you suppose it was? Well, I will say one thing that should give it away: his geeky Daddy would be proud :-P
For what did Todd wish for on the wishing star?
"A computer!"
You're HOW old?
With a freakishly giant Daddy, it's not unusual for Todd to be mistaken for an older kid. Like when we visited Oma at the hospital and the nurse, after asking him how old he was, exclaimed: "You're only THREE!?"
Then there was Gavin, his friend at school, a boy who is at least a year older than Todd, and certainly bigger. I watched them play in the playground after school today, and though I don't know what precipitated the conversation, this is what I heard:
Todd: I'm not 4 yet!
Gavin (in disbelief): You're NOT!?
Todd: No! I'm still 3!
Gavin (still shocked): You're THREE!?
You should've seen the look on Gavin's face, it makes me wonder what went through his mind when he discovered Todd's true age! ;-)
Then there was Gavin, his friend at school, a boy who is at least a year older than Todd, and certainly bigger. I watched them play in the playground after school today, and though I don't know what precipitated the conversation, this is what I heard:
Todd: I'm not 4 yet!
Gavin (in disbelief): You're NOT!?
Todd: No! I'm still 3!
Gavin (still shocked): You're THREE!?
You should've seen the look on Gavin's face, it makes me wonder what went through his mind when he discovered Todd's true age! ;-)
You are what you eat
Yesterday, after arriving home, Todd clamored for some spicy cheese as a snack. He enjoyed it and commented: "I like spicy cheese. I will become a spicy Pao-pao!"
Then today we enjoyed a snack of Weetabix, milk and honey. As Todd smacked his lips at the sweet snack, he said "I will be a sweet Pao-pao!"
"But you're already a sweet Pao-pao" I replied.
"Well... then I will be a VERY sweet Pao-pao!"
Hmm... I guess you really ARE what you eat!
Then today we enjoyed a snack of Weetabix, milk and honey. As Todd smacked his lips at the sweet snack, he said "I will be a sweet Pao-pao!"
"But you're already a sweet Pao-pao" I replied.
"Well... then I will be a VERY sweet Pao-pao!"
Hmm... I guess you really ARE what you eat!
How to make a computer mic
This past weekend Todd and I had fun recording ourselves singing children's songs on the old laptop, which featured a prominent hole on the side where the microphone was. Todd observed this and made sure to point his mouth in that direction when we sang.
Then today as we drove home from school, we sang "Itsy Bitsy Spider" together. As soon as we finished, Todd remarked: "We haven't recroded Itsy Bitsy Spider on the computer!"
I told him we could do so the next time we were in Santa Barbara.
"But Oma and Opa have a computer in their house!"
True, I said. But it had no microphone, and so there was no way to put the sound in it.
After some deliberation, Todd came upon a solution: "We can put a hole in the computer! Then we can put the sound in it!"
Then today as we drove home from school, we sang "Itsy Bitsy Spider" together. As soon as we finished, Todd remarked: "We haven't recroded Itsy Bitsy Spider on the computer!"
I told him we could do so the next time we were in Santa Barbara.
"But Oma and Opa have a computer in their house!"
True, I said. But it had no microphone, and so there was no way to put the sound in it.
After some deliberation, Todd came upon a solution: "We can put a hole in the computer! Then we can put the sound in it!"
What did I say?
Children imitate the adults around them, no question about it. This is evidenced many times when Todd does things like wag his finger at us disapprovingly, or shush us when he wants to make a phone call on his toy phone.
Then there was last night. Awakened at midnight because of a mild fever and because Mommy was changing his diaper and wet pajamas, he soon settled down comfortably in new dry jammies and diaper. Since he was awake, Mommy cuddled up on the other side of him. Todd apparently didn't like being sandwiched in the middle when he was trying to sleep, and ordered Mommy a few times to go into the living room (since she sleeps on the futon). Of course, since it is a rare opportunity that the entire family gets to cuddle in the big bed together, Mommy stayed put.
Fed up, Todd finally said indignantly: "What did I say!? Go to the living room!"
Then there was last night. Awakened at midnight because of a mild fever and because Mommy was changing his diaper and wet pajamas, he soon settled down comfortably in new dry jammies and diaper. Since he was awake, Mommy cuddled up on the other side of him. Todd apparently didn't like being sandwiched in the middle when he was trying to sleep, and ordered Mommy a few times to go into the living room (since she sleeps on the futon). Of course, since it is a rare opportunity that the entire family gets to cuddle in the big bed together, Mommy stayed put.
Fed up, Todd finally said indignantly: "What did I say!? Go to the living room!"
Daddy's new computer
Daddy's as excited as a kid under the tree at Christmas. The new laptop comes with a built-in webcam, which takes some decent quality pictures such as these:
Todd, of course, couldn't wait to try it out himself. "Can I type T-O-D-D on Daddy's new big computer?" Not that the computer's that big... it's just bigger in comparison to his old laptop, which was one of the tiniest models.
Todd, of course, couldn't wait to try it out himself. "Can I type T-O-D-D on Daddy's new big computer?" Not that the computer's that big... it's just bigger in comparison to his old laptop, which was one of the tiniest models.
Test post 2
Some more stuff. Let's fill this in a little. And add a picture! What will the email look like when I've got more than 1 post on it?
Test post
Seeing if the feedburner email service will deliver correctly, and what it will look like!
On the right track
Mommy (thinking about stuff to get at K-Mart): want to go shopping?
Toddy: I want to go to the library!
Mommy: The library, huh? What are you gonna do there?
Toddy: Oh, look at books!
(We came home a few hours later with an armful of books to read :-) )
Toddy: I want to go to the library!
Mommy: The library, huh? What are you gonna do there?
Toddy: Oh, look at books!
(We came home a few hours later with an armful of books to read :-) )
Tickling is not helping!
When Todd found himself in a bit of a pickle when he tried to crawl head-first off the futon, he clamored for help. As you can see, Daddy decided to have some fun instead. Todd's response was very apt! :-)
Family relationships
Daddy was going over the relationships between various people in Todd's immediate family, stuff like "Oma is Mommy's mommy", "Grandpa is Aunt Debbie's daddy", and "Aunt Debbie is Daddy's sister".
After exhausting the various parsings of the family tree, Todd chimed in: "And Daddy is... Mommy's wife!"
Yep... you got that exactly right, son! ;-)
After exhausting the various parsings of the family tree, Todd chimed in: "And Daddy is... Mommy's wife!"
Yep... you got that exactly right, son! ;-)
Sidewalk Art
Finally broke open the chalk stocking stuffer today. Here are Todd and Daddy, hard at work on the front walk of our apartment:
Some of their handiwork. Todd has written his first name, his last name, and made a stab at writing "Happy Kwanza" (click on the pic for full size)
And this, we lovingly dub "self portrait". The little lines going horizontally across the front are supposed to be Todd's zipper on his jacket:
Some of their handiwork. Todd has written his first name, his last name, and made a stab at writing "Happy Kwanza" (click on the pic for full size)
And this, we lovingly dub "self portrait". The little lines going horizontally across the front are supposed to be Todd's zipper on his jacket:
Meet Sheldon P. Turtle
His full name is Sheldon Pistachio Turtle. We call him Pistachio. It rhymes with Geronimo! Here he is with the onesie-clad Geronimo:
Also, a little bit of turtle-related logic:
Geronimo had gone missing today, and we searched for him in vain. I knew we just hadn't thoroughly checked every nook and cranny, nevertheless, I mused to Todd: "Geronimo ran away!"
This made Todd pause. Then he tried to bring me back to reality: "No! He didn't run away! He's just a toy!"
Also, a little bit of turtle-related logic:
Geronimo had gone missing today, and we searched for him in vain. I knew we just hadn't thoroughly checked every nook and cranny, nevertheless, I mused to Todd: "Geronimo ran away!"
This made Todd pause. Then he tried to bring me back to reality: "No! He didn't run away! He's just a toy!"
Merry Christmas 2007
Started the morning by seeing what Santa had left in our stockings. In Mommy and Daddy's stocking was an assortment of candy: chocolates, candy canes and lollipops. Todd's stocking held the mother lode: the same candy, plus a plastic cane filled with M&Ms, a pair of gloves, sidewalk chalk and a stuffed Blue doggie!
We then scrambled to get ready to drive to Ron and Debbie's house, where there was NO traffic at all! Ah, the joys of driving ON Christmas day, when everyone is already cozily at home and not on the road!
Had fun opening presents once we arrived.
Todd got a Tonka truck, construction site and SpongeBob mitt/puppet from Aunt Debbie and Uncle Ron, a LeapPad "learn to read and write" gadget from Grandpa (in addition to the usual cash and stocking stuffers), Lincoln Logs, puzzles, more LeapPad stuff and a check (a.k.a "paper!") from Oma and Opa.
Mommy and Daddy got a cute little penguin ornament (which Todd immediately clamored to hang on the tree when we got home), Ferrero Rochers (Mommy's favorite) and our annual AAA membership (which we put to immediate use). Todd made a grab for Daddy's paddleball and Play-Doh in his stocking stuffer ;-)
This year, in addition to the usual Hickory Farms boxes, we got nut assortments from a Hickory Farms offshoot, and Jim Beam sauces/marinades for the grill lovers, Ron and Duaine, and flavored coffee for the coffee lover-- Grandpa!
Todd enjoyed playing with Daddy's family, and really came out of his shell to interact with them. Here he is playing Road Rage with Aunt Debbie:
When Aunt Debbie tried to push her car (to no avail) through a large truck, Todd observed her futile attempts onscreen for a few seconds before chiming in with his suggestion: "You have to back up, Aunt Debbie!"
He also shrieked with delight as the two of them got on the floor of the living room to play with the construction set, carting boulders, exploding them, and catapulting the little workers in the air ;-)
Todd loved playing with Sammy, trying to "introduce" Blue to the little white dog, and always coaxing his "cousin" to come outside so they could run around. He also got a kiss from Sammy on his cheek, and wiped off the wetness with a strange look on his face!
After the celebration was over (and after AAA came to unlock our car after Daddy locked the keys inside) we headed over to Grandma's house to deliver her presents. We sat in the living room, right where Daddy and Aunt Debbie used to open their gifts as children, and dug into Grandma and Grandpa Duaine's gifts: pajamas for Mommy (yay!), a drum set for Todd, and a cheese cutter with meat and cheese assortments for Daddy. Love how Daddy always gets kitchen-related gifts. Not only are they very useful, but it goes to the right person-- the member of the family who spends the most time in the kitchen! ;-)
Whew! What a day! It really did shape up to be a very pleasant and fun Christmas!
We then scrambled to get ready to drive to Ron and Debbie's house, where there was NO traffic at all! Ah, the joys of driving ON Christmas day, when everyone is already cozily at home and not on the road!
Had fun opening presents once we arrived.
Todd got a Tonka truck, construction site and SpongeBob mitt/puppet from Aunt Debbie and Uncle Ron, a LeapPad "learn to read and write" gadget from Grandpa (in addition to the usual cash and stocking stuffers), Lincoln Logs, puzzles, more LeapPad stuff and a check (a.k.a "paper!") from Oma and Opa.
Mommy and Daddy got a cute little penguin ornament (which Todd immediately clamored to hang on the tree when we got home), Ferrero Rochers (Mommy's favorite) and our annual AAA membership (which we put to immediate use). Todd made a grab for Daddy's paddleball and Play-Doh in his stocking stuffer ;-)
This year, in addition to the usual Hickory Farms boxes, we got nut assortments from a Hickory Farms offshoot, and Jim Beam sauces/marinades for the grill lovers, Ron and Duaine, and flavored coffee for the coffee lover-- Grandpa!
Todd enjoyed playing with Daddy's family, and really came out of his shell to interact with them. Here he is playing Road Rage with Aunt Debbie:
When Aunt Debbie tried to push her car (to no avail) through a large truck, Todd observed her futile attempts onscreen for a few seconds before chiming in with his suggestion: "You have to back up, Aunt Debbie!"
He also shrieked with delight as the two of them got on the floor of the living room to play with the construction set, carting boulders, exploding them, and catapulting the little workers in the air ;-)
Todd loved playing with Sammy, trying to "introduce" Blue to the little white dog, and always coaxing his "cousin" to come outside so they could run around. He also got a kiss from Sammy on his cheek, and wiped off the wetness with a strange look on his face!
After the celebration was over (and after AAA came to unlock our car after Daddy locked the keys inside) we headed over to Grandma's house to deliver her presents. We sat in the living room, right where Daddy and Aunt Debbie used to open their gifts as children, and dug into Grandma and Grandpa Duaine's gifts: pajamas for Mommy (yay!), a drum set for Todd, and a cheese cutter with meat and cheese assortments for Daddy. Love how Daddy always gets kitchen-related gifts. Not only are they very useful, but it goes to the right person-- the member of the family who spends the most time in the kitchen! ;-)
Whew! What a day! It really did shape up to be a very pleasant and fun Christmas!
Christmas Eve
Summary blog entry about Christmas Eve and Christmas day (plus some pictures) can be found here: http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=28049135&blogID=341568672
Christmas Eve started out as just another day. Todd and I did a bit of last-minute shopping at K-Mart, where he had fun perusing the toy aisle. However, when he learned that 1) we would open presents as soon as it got dark and 2) it was going to get dark within an hour, he kept clamoring to go home! Not having to pry him away from the toy aisle? Now there's a first!
Here he is digging into his stash of gifts:
We enjoyed a quiet little dinner of turkey ham, mashed potatoes, mixed vegetables, and egg custard pie :-9 Then we hung up stockings in anticipation of a visit from Santa after we went to bed.
Christmas Eve started out as just another day. Todd and I did a bit of last-minute shopping at K-Mart, where he had fun perusing the toy aisle. However, when he learned that 1) we would open presents as soon as it got dark and 2) it was going to get dark within an hour, he kept clamoring to go home! Not having to pry him away from the toy aisle? Now there's a first!
Here he is digging into his stash of gifts:
We enjoyed a quiet little dinner of turkey ham, mashed potatoes, mixed vegetables, and egg custard pie :-9 Then we hung up stockings in anticipation of a visit from Santa after we went to bed.
Roundness
About a year or two ago, Todd did what most kids do-- fed the VCR (or in this case, Daddy's CD changer) stuff that it's not supposed to "eat". Luckily nothing liquid-- just lots of coins and plastic poker chips. Funny how the CD changer hasn't worked since :-P
Anyway, today Daddy took it apart and cleaned out all the errant stuff Todd had inserted over the years. Todd, of course, happily played with the coins and poker chips. When he started taking to throwing them around the house, however, Mommy and Daddy sternly admonished him to stop. Daddy even pointed out: "it's not a ball, so it's not for throwing!"
Todd picked up his scattered coins, examined them, and then declared: "But it's round!"
Anyway, today Daddy took it apart and cleaned out all the errant stuff Todd had inserted over the years. Todd, of course, happily played with the coins and poker chips. When he started taking to throwing them around the house, however, Mommy and Daddy sternly admonished him to stop. Daddy even pointed out: "it's not a ball, so it's not for throwing!"
Todd picked up his scattered coins, examined them, and then declared: "But it's round!"
Dora speaks English
Visited the library this evening. Todd read some children's book in the little children's nook of the library while Mommy perused the bookshelves for something good to check out. When she returned to see how Todd was doing, he'd collected a few books he wanted to take home. One of them was a Dora book. Mommy flipped through it to see if it was any good, and promptly pointed out that it was in Spanish, so she couldn't read it and there was no point in checking that book out.
Apparently Mommy forgot one thing that Todd quickly reminded her of: "But Dora speaks English!"
Apparently Mommy forgot one thing that Todd quickly reminded her of: "But Dora speaks English!"
