Great things the children are doing
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radegundThe Oyster and the Feaster are brilliant, did I mention? They're both learning so much these days.
The Feaster is learning to talk, adding a few new words every day at the moment. He got very excited about "scarecrow" yesterday. His own word for "breastmilk" is pronounced (approximately) gung. He does a beautiful "dog", a version of "cat" that I didn't manage to catch yesterday, and "baa" (meaning "sheep"). I'm not 100% certain, but I think he himself may be called "Dika". I've been dying to know for ages, so that's lovely.
He's also starting to sing, which is killingly cute. He sings "Old MacDonald" - yi-yi-yo - and "Robin Hood" (which the Oyster renders in a tuneless but lusty drone) - bab-ban-OOD - and K swears he was joining in "Sixteen Tons" the other day - specifically, owing his soul to the company store (but I don't know how he pronounced it because I wasn't there).
He's discovered his penis in a big way, too. He finds it hilarious. I'm currently taking the line that playing with your penis is for the bath. He also needs to learn that the Oyster's penis is off limits.
The Oyster asked why this was. I said, "Because it's private - penises and vulvas are pretty much the most private parts of your body." He thought for a moment and said, "The most delicate part of your body is your eyes. And the heaviest part is your head, because that's where all your brains are." I love, love, LOVE being surprised by the things he knows.
On that topic, a few observations this past week had me grinning like a loon. First, out of nowhere the other evening, "People who are selling something always want people to think about the value, but they don't realise that people who are buying things are thinking about the price."
Second, we'd been talking about why we had to get rid of his old carseat in February after our car crash. He was waxing nostalgic, as he does. I explained that when a car hits another car, the impact travels through the car and everything in it. He suggested that we should have wrapped the car in something soft so that wouldn't happen. I said that might work for the impact, but it would interfere with the aerodynamics, so we talked a bit about the car moving through the air, and wind, and sailing ships. THEN, two days later, he came out with this: "I think impact must be a very strange thing, because it goes through hard things more easily than soft things, and most things do the opposite." I adore this analysis.
Third, we were playing a game of making up extinct creatures and describing what was interesting about them. The Oyster had an insect that was blind. I asked, "Did it find its way around by radar, like a bat?" He said, "No, bats use ... bat...rocation - the sounds bounce off the things and come back to them and that's how they know how far away the things are." OK, he didn't remember how to say "echolocation", but he had the information right there, at his fingertips.
Finally, some puns:
How did Robin Hood tie his shoes?
In a BOW!
What do knights say instead of "indeed"?
In-STEED!
What do superheroes say instead of "OK"?
Oh-CAPE!
*cue sound of thousands of thighs being slapped in paroxysms of mirth*
The Feaster is learning to talk, adding a few new words every day at the moment. He got very excited about "scarecrow" yesterday. His own word for "breastmilk" is pronounced (approximately) gung. He does a beautiful "dog", a version of "cat" that I didn't manage to catch yesterday, and "baa" (meaning "sheep"). I'm not 100% certain, but I think he himself may be called "Dika". I've been dying to know for ages, so that's lovely.
He's also starting to sing, which is killingly cute. He sings "Old MacDonald" - yi-yi-yo - and "Robin Hood" (which the Oyster renders in a tuneless but lusty drone) - bab-ban-OOD - and K swears he was joining in "Sixteen Tons" the other day - specifically, owing his soul to the company store (but I don't know how he pronounced it because I wasn't there).
He's discovered his penis in a big way, too. He finds it hilarious. I'm currently taking the line that playing with your penis is for the bath. He also needs to learn that the Oyster's penis is off limits.
The Oyster asked why this was. I said, "Because it's private - penises and vulvas are pretty much the most private parts of your body." He thought for a moment and said, "The most delicate part of your body is your eyes. And the heaviest part is your head, because that's where all your brains are." I love, love, LOVE being surprised by the things he knows.
On that topic, a few observations this past week had me grinning like a loon. First, out of nowhere the other evening, "People who are selling something always want people to think about the value, but they don't realise that people who are buying things are thinking about the price."
Second, we'd been talking about why we had to get rid of his old carseat in February after our car crash. He was waxing nostalgic, as he does. I explained that when a car hits another car, the impact travels through the car and everything in it. He suggested that we should have wrapped the car in something soft so that wouldn't happen. I said that might work for the impact, but it would interfere with the aerodynamics, so we talked a bit about the car moving through the air, and wind, and sailing ships. THEN, two days later, he came out with this: "I think impact must be a very strange thing, because it goes through hard things more easily than soft things, and most things do the opposite." I adore this analysis.
Third, we were playing a game of making up extinct creatures and describing what was interesting about them. The Oyster had an insect that was blind. I asked, "Did it find its way around by radar, like a bat?" He said, "No, bats use ... bat...rocation - the sounds bounce off the things and come back to them and that's how they know how far away the things are." OK, he didn't remember how to say "echolocation", but he had the information right there, at his fingertips.
Finally, some puns:
How did Robin Hood tie his shoes?
In a BOW!
What do knights say instead of "indeed"?
In-STEED!
What do superheroes say instead of "OK"?
Oh-CAPE!
*cue sound of thousands of thighs being slapped in paroxysms of mirth*
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