Working
Benjamin and Jonah are doing a lot of work lately...
“Jonah, time to get in the bath.”
“No, I’m working,” he says matter-of-factly.
And yesterday Benjamin said, “The airplane is broken. I’m fixing the airplane. I’m using a screwdriver. Mama, it’s dangerous for you.”
Jonah brought me one of his matchbox cars and said, “It’s not working. It needs a battery.”
Benjamin held a stuffed animal, pretending it was a young friend of his, “You’re fighting with the toy. I need to take it from you. You want some snack, Baby Kaila? Yes? Say pwease!” (everything Benjamin encounters – whether alive or not – is offered a snack)
Jonah was whining after his nap. When I walked into the room he stopped whining, stood up, and said, “I’m sad.”
On a walk Benjamin handed Jonah a native specimen, saying, “Jonah, here’s a flower. Not for eating. For smell. Okay, Jonah? Okay?”
In the car Benjamin asked me if we were going to see his friend Harper. “No,” I said, “I don’t think Harper will be there.”
“No,” said Benjamin. “No, Mama, say ‘maybe.'’”
When his older friend left the service to go to Children’s Church, Jonah had a total meltdown during the offertory: “Julia! Julia! Nooooooooo!”
One night Benjamin asked Jonathan, “To-morning you go to your office?”
During a prayer in church Jonah had a panic attack when he trapped his foot in the seat: “MINE FOOT! MINE FOOT!”
The boys are under strict orders not to touch the kitchen knives. But I gave them each a plastic knife along with their play-dough today. Before Benjamin even touched his, he looked up and asked, “This knife is not dangerous? Mmm hmmm?” (he’s currently into “mmm hmmm,” “I forgot,” and starting sentences with “actually” even though he has no idea what it means)
And now when I ask either boy a question he does not know they answer to, the response is an immediate “Um.” That’s it. Just “um.”
Jun 30, 2008 at 9:14 AM
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