Dear SIR,
I see huge changes in you, even since your third birthday. You sparkle and shine as a basketball player, and in Miss Mary's music class. You're sweet and engaging with your sister, and you have plenty of affection for your school friends. You've lost almost all traces of "baby talk," fully pronouncing your Rs and Ls and double checking your pronunciation of words. You're OBSESSED with telling the time (and the date) and know the big hand from the little hand, and what they represent. Your other fascination is with pre-reading. You point out letters everywhere we go and are showing signs of recognizing words ("S-T-O-P...that spells 'stop!'"). Here are some funny SIR-isms from the last six months...
Sept-Dec:
- Saying, "Zerio"(zero), like it rhymes with Cheerio.
- Calling the stuffed dog Beethoven, "Bay-TOH-ven"
- "Pian-ee-o" = piano
- Looking at autumn berries squished all over the ground outside: "Mommy, that's a miracle! There's stuff all over the ground!"
- After a gust of wind, "That made my heart shiver!"
- At a friend's birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese, you called him "Chunky Cheese," and wondered where you could get more "cokens" (tokens). Eventually you started calling them "cokes."
- At Mimi's you were pretending to nurse your baby. You pulled up your shirt and said, "Ouch!" At home you use AhAh the Monkey as your chosen baby. You rock him to sleep and feed and burp him.
- Discussion about Thanksgiving:
Me: I'm thankful we have a house to live in. You know some people don't have nice, warm houses.
You: Yeah, they have DRY houses.
[rim shot?]
Me: Who are you thankful for, in your life.
You: Mila and Jolie.
- Star of the Muppets: "Krimet" the Frog. And when we say "mahnah mahnah" you respond with the doo doos. It's like a new game of Marco Polo.
- After we saw a Christmas light display we told you we were going to the Olive Garden for dinner.
A few minutes later...
You: Where are we going now?
Us: To dinner.
A few minutes later...
You: Where are we going NOW?
Us: Uh, to DINNER.
You: .....But when are we going to pick olives?
[rim shot]
- The look of amazement in your eyes when you saw your new drum set from Santa. Playing with such glee.
Jan-Mar:
- You corrected your pronunciation of "comPLOOter." "It's comPUter, mommy, isn't it." And then you used Avery's toy to pretend you have an iPad.
- At the beginning of your obsession with the calendar, you confused your teachers by telling them you were going to school again on "six day." You meant on the 6th.
- You're fascinated by maps. You wanted to keep good track of Dad when he traveled to Australia.
- You say, "certainly" and "actually" within a context that isn't quite accurate.
- You cried at the end of your first live Bulls' game, when they lost.
- You call your sister's play mat a "place mat."
- "Mom, do you hear that clickey clack from my slippers?"
[Side entry:
Brad: I'm so tired all the time. I wonder if I have mono.
Me: You don't have mono, you have children.]
I read about an idea where parents interview their children on their birthdays. We'll start this tradition now and hope we remember to keep up with it.
SIR INTERVIEW 3.5
Favorite Color: blue
Favorite Toy: basketball hoop
Favorite Fruit: blueberries (because they're blue)
TV Show/Movie: Jake and the Neverland Pirates/Willy Wonka
Lunch: Hummus sandwich
Outfit: Dragon shirt
Game: iPhone basketball game [it's a new generation, kids!]
Snack: peanuts/raisins/M&Ms
Animal: elephant
Song: "ALL the songs."
Book: Curious George
Best Friend: "Theo, Gus, Matilda, and Daddy...................and you. And Avery." (Thanks, bud.)
Cereal: Special K (lie)
Favorite Thing to do Outside: run to the park
Drink: orange juice and apple juice
Holiday: "Trick or Treating" and Christmas
Breakfast: Honey Nut Cheerios
What do you take you bed at night: "the guys" (Pooh bear, blue blanket, doggie, AhAh, Benny the Bull, etc...)
What do you want for dinner on your birthday: Mac n cheese
What do you want to be when you grow up: a fireman
(SIR and "Krimet")
2 comments:
Um...I love this! Such a clever boy.
he would make a perfect fireman. What a guy.
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