May. 17th, 2009
Words of Bonzo this week.
May. 17th, 2009 09:17 pmHocolopter! Hocolopter!
Fire hynert is RED.
Don't do dat enny MORE.
Not yet! Not yet!
We need a robot, Daddy.
Well, Bonzo is on the cusp of two, and there's some kind of great big developmental leap coming our way. At least, I hope there is... I would hate to think he'll be like this all the time from now on. He's really fascinating, and getting pretend play, but he's been pretty short tempered lately and has figured out how to hit, yell, pout, and color on cabinets. He does still have an awesome sense of humor, and will grin in his sleep when we try to keep him from dozing off in the car.
We hear "hocolopter!" often when he's building legos--I don't know where he's been seeing helicopters, outside of the single toy helicopter we have for him, but it's suddenly the hot new art subject (joining tugboats, oil tankers, airplanes, towers, and backhoe loaders). We need a robot, says he, because we've finally let him watch the beginning of Wall-E and he is entranced. "What's Wall-ee doing now?" he'll ask, while we're standing in the living room. When we give him a stock answer (Wallee's asleep, Wallee's loading trash) he'll say, "Let's find out!" and point meaningfully towards the TV cabinet. He is mastering the art of subtlety far younger than I did.
Fire hynert is RED.
Don't do dat enny MORE.
Not yet! Not yet!
We need a robot, Daddy.
Well, Bonzo is on the cusp of two, and there's some kind of great big developmental leap coming our way. At least, I hope there is... I would hate to think he'll be like this all the time from now on. He's really fascinating, and getting pretend play, but he's been pretty short tempered lately and has figured out how to hit, yell, pout, and color on cabinets. He does still have an awesome sense of humor, and will grin in his sleep when we try to keep him from dozing off in the car.
We hear "hocolopter!" often when he's building legos--I don't know where he's been seeing helicopters, outside of the single toy helicopter we have for him, but it's suddenly the hot new art subject (joining tugboats, oil tankers, airplanes, towers, and backhoe loaders). We need a robot, says he, because we've finally let him watch the beginning of Wall-E and he is entranced. "What's Wall-ee doing now?" he'll ask, while we're standing in the living room. When we give him a stock answer (Wallee's asleep, Wallee's loading trash) he'll say, "Let's find out!" and point meaningfully towards the TV cabinet. He is mastering the art of subtlety far younger than I did.