And back in the everyday
I never posted this one. I went home for a week in the beginning of October.
October 2
Two year old Benjamin’s version of Five Little Monkeys is as incessant as the infamous 100 bottles of beer on the wall. Monkeys repeatedly fall on their head bur the count doesn’t change or it increases. Obviously a bump on the head cause double vision. While his math needs work his communication skills, the animation in his voice and cautionary doctor voice are excellent. He also has an extensive repertoire which includes Baby Shark, a toddler daycare fav and the chorus of Lady Gaga’s Bad Romance. The fast moving beat is challenging but Benjamin improvises the string of nonsense syllables with unusual consistency. It is comforting to know that he’ll be successful in Spanish class with the rolling R.
We made a rainy day trip to BJs to pick up a some Halloween decorations. I expected a quick in and out trip but Christmas had begun in BJ’s. But they discovered one toy after another. The store wasn’t busy and we had no where to be –thanks to the rain. The excitement was palpable as the three of them examined, compared and tested the three aisle selection of toys. Although I was in a constant ready for a three point save–I not the Mamie who takes them to playgrounds. Climbing in three different locations is not my comfort zone.
The girls were in an animated conversation about LOL dolls on the top shelf. I reached for one and handed to Chloe.
“There are two in the package,” said Laney. “Chloe, you could have one and I get one.” Chloe agreed as she usually does. Chloe is the epitome of the My Brother Anthony book.
“What about Benjamin?” Laney asked. This big sister has more of a conscience than most six year olds. We directed Benjamin to his choices.
Benjamin chose a Paw Patrol car and took it for his nap without taking it out of the package. Got to love a kid who plays with the box and takes a nap.
The packaging on LOL dolls was a different story, it was part of the fun and the kitchen quickly filled with onionskin layers of plastic. Long last revealing a tiny plastic figure and its small domed dwelling.
Game on. The two figures came to life as the girls chose names and created scenarios.
I grabbed my pad.
“We can write stories about the LOL dolls.” I really didn’t want a first grader’s assignment. Laney grabbed a legal pad and started printing. Laney chose when it was time to share our work.
“What is that?” She didn’t recognize script.
“Early Saturday morning…”
“Wait, you said Saturday.” I confirmed. “Did you use a capital S for Saturday?”