Don't talk
Don't drive your car
Don't grow plants
Don't do any of the wonderful things that you do in the world
The beautiful things
The beautiful, beautiful, beautiful things
The trees, the stars, the moon
Don't eat the moon
The daily bread
Don't ever, ever, ever, ever eat the daily bread
The agnes, the four agnes
They are tame
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
New and exciting ways to use words
As Jeremy and Faelan and I were riding in the car one day in mid-August, Faelan started using "Jesus" as a swear word: "Bad! Bad! Jesus! Bad!"
He had learned that from a woman on the playground who said it when he fell off the fire pole. Her son had started to say it after she did, and she yelled at him for it, without even seeming to realize that she'd just said it herself.
Anyway, when I told him he shouldn't use God's name that way, he wanted to know why, and I said something about God telling us not to. He said, "God is just in imagination, he can't talk to us." I said that he was real, and that he left us instructions in the Bible.
Faelan said, what about that woman with the baby, and I asked, "who, Mary?" and he said "Yes! Mary! Mary! Bad!" So then I had to explain why he shouldn't use her name as a swear word.
He wanted to know if she left us instructions not to. "No," I said, "she wasn't God, so she didn't give us instructions. She gave her own children instructions." He wanted to know why, and I tried to explain that that was her job as a mother.
He thought for a minute, and then he asked, "who was the father?" Like a goof, I said, "you mean Joseph?" And he said, "Joseph! Joseph! Bad!" at which point Jeremy and I cracked up.
I'd never heard anyone use those names as swear words separately before. How long did it take the Irish to combine them? It sure didn't take Faelan long to go from one to all three. Happily, he has not done it again.
He had learned that from a woman on the playground who said it when he fell off the fire pole. Her son had started to say it after she did, and she yelled at him for it, without even seeming to realize that she'd just said it herself.
Anyway, when I told him he shouldn't use God's name that way, he wanted to know why, and I said something about God telling us not to. He said, "God is just in imagination, he can't talk to us." I said that he was real, and that he left us instructions in the Bible.
Faelan said, what about that woman with the baby, and I asked, "who, Mary?" and he said "Yes! Mary! Mary! Bad!" So then I had to explain why he shouldn't use her name as a swear word.
He wanted to know if she left us instructions not to. "No," I said, "she wasn't God, so she didn't give us instructions. She gave her own children instructions." He wanted to know why, and I tried to explain that that was her job as a mother.
He thought for a minute, and then he asked, "who was the father?" Like a goof, I said, "you mean Joseph?" And he said, "Joseph! Joseph! Bad!" at which point Jeremy and I cracked up.
I'd never heard anyone use those names as swear words separately before. How long did it take the Irish to combine them? It sure didn't take Faelan long to go from one to all three. Happily, he has not done it again.
Developmental Milestone?
Yesterday, Faelan was nursing in Office Depot, and all of a sudden he stood up and pointed to a nearby sign, saying, "Hey! There's something there that goes in my name! Fffuh!" Sure enough, the sign read "Furniture." Then he insisted that there was a one in the sign, and that that also went in his name. He meant the lowercase letter I.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Songs
I learned a new hymn this morning, from Bible Study Fellowship's preschool booklet. I asked Faelan if he wanted to sing it with me, but he said "I have a song in my head that I just made up that I want to sing." Here it is:
The lord is come dead
He climbed a tree
And scraped his knee
A minute later, he declared he had a favorite song:
Wagon is dead
The soldiers came and killed him
Then he flew to heaven
And then he came alive again
The other part sang to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
The lord is come dead
He climbed a tree
And scraped his knee
A minute later, he declared he had a favorite song:
Wagon is dead
The soldiers came and killed him
Then he flew to heaven
And then he came alive again
The other part sang to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Names
Faelan is playing with two matchbox cars and a Playmobil pirate. They asked each other what their names were, and they turned out to be Embarassing, Racecar Chicks, and Southeast Carillon.
The other day in the car, his fingers were naming each other: "This is my sister, Sandra Boynton, and my brother, Sandra Noynton, and this is my sister, no, my brother, no, my sister-brother Sandra Oynton."
A few moments later, he put his hands together and squeezed, and muttered "Help! Help! Help" Then the hands would break apart, and start again. I asked what he was doing, and he said, "These are my Bad Guy fingers, and these are my Good Guy fingers. Bad Guys! Good Guys!" This was accompanied by much emphatic pointing.
The other day in the car, his fingers were naming each other: "This is my sister, Sandra Boynton, and my brother, Sandra Noynton, and this is my sister, no, my brother, no, my sister-brother Sandra Oynton."
A few moments later, he put his hands together and squeezed, and muttered "Help! Help! Help" Then the hands would break apart, and start again. I asked what he was doing, and he said, "These are my Bad Guy fingers, and these are my Good Guy fingers. Bad Guys! Good Guys!" This was accompanied by much emphatic pointing.
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