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awesomeness
Calvin has suddenly leapfrogged to that developmental point where the box of legos is a completely blank canvas, not a way to build the thing pictured on the box. Now every day brings a new multifunction space conveyance and its attendant chainsaw-wielding mutant robot spy-fireman.
Pictures to follow.
Calvin is lost in thought. After some time, he looks at me and says, "Papa, is there such a thing as a man-grabber?"
Today's philosophical explanation
from Calvin, while speaking to his cousin Kerri.
Calvin: You know why I was never here before?
Kerri: No Calvin, why?
Calvin: Because I never even EXISTED! I had to be CREATED, then I could come here!
Rock!
Calvin and I are clambering around the long stone jetty at Hampton Beach state park. I think it looks like your typical New England style stacked-rock wall built large; he is convinced that they are the broken pieces of asteroids, destroyed by a rocket ship and fallen to Earth. He is relating his theory to everyone who passes us on our journey, whether they inquire or no. We are passed frequently, as the gaps between asteroids are rather larger than a small boy– even if he IS five– can navigate without all four limbs and much careful maneuvering.
About halfway out (on this excursion…we made several trips to the asteroid belt today) he decides he's had enough space travel and wants to climb down the side instead, before the tide comes in and renders that path inaccessible. During our descent, this conversation:
Calvin: Everything real is in my mind.
Me: Calvin, there are more than a few things that are NOT real in your mind!
Calvin: Sure! But, every real thing is in my mind. Like this rock here. See? [taps the barnacles with his foot] It's real! and it's in my mind!
All this climbing makes my feet sore, but my heart light.
also
Calvin calls the thing in the back of his throat his HOOvula. This comes up rather more often than you would at first assume.
Calvin: "Papa, what are people made of?"
Me (momentarily forgetting that the correct answer is "star stuff"): "Oh, you know, flesh and bone…"
Calvin: "Flesh and bone and blood and Dreamland. Right?"
Me: "…that's absolutely right."
Calvin: "Sometimes the blood comes out, but Dreamland never comes out, right?"
Me: "Very, very rarely."
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Lullabies and car music
Some time ago (en route to crisper and cda's baby shower?), in need of car music we all could handle, I loaded a playlist of Seamus Kennedy songs. I saw Seamus perform at the late lamented Ireland's Own pub in Old Town Alexandria probably 200 times in the early 90's.
Then, after mentioning them in a response to ilanarama, I put on an old VHS tape of the the King's Singers.
And I remain, as has been noted, a damned dirty hippie.
So this is what we have been singing lately
Ma-SOBS!
Some days ago, A went to get some lurvely pregnancy massage from Tiffany at Berkeley Sauna (whom we both highly recommend). While she was away, Calvin had a brief "Where's mama!?!" moment, which I explained.
new games
Calvin goes to the door of the bedroom, says "I close the door! Bye bye papa!" and exits.
There is a knock at the door. I inquire "Who is it?"
Calvin re-enters, and says "So nice to see you!"
[repeat]
progress
Calvin ate Doro Tibs last night at the Ethiopian place. The first bite, he chewed, and said "I want some more chi–" and pulled it out his mouth, making that "what is this unpleasant sensation on my tongue?" face that toddlers make when first exposed to chilis. Then he drank a lot of water and asked for more. He pulled the second piece out of his mouth, said "It's hot!" then popped it back in and ate it.
Food stuff
God bless pitted fruit season. That's all I have to say about food for myself.
As for Calvin, he has much to say about food. Such as, "Want some more [whatever he just had]" or, "How about some avocado? Ok! More? More?" or, recently, speaking about his stuffed toy, "My kitty cat wants some goldfish, TOO!" This past weekend, after a disappointing lunch in which he did not get what he asked for, Calvin pointed to some scallions sitting in a basket near the sink and insisted, "I see more yams. Look Papa! There's some more yams, right over dere!" Although he was mistaken, the purpose was served, and we sallied forth on the bicycle ("Open up a garage door, go onna bike-a wide!") to procure additional yams for this week. He has been eating any/everything lately; we expect another growth spurt any time now, which is mildly frightening as he is already more than half as tall as his sister, who is no shrimp.
Parenting pop quiz
Calvin likes to be sung songs before bed. Unfortunately, most children's songs (and many others) have nonsense syllables in them, so when he asks for them by name, it can get complicated. Try to guess what song Calvin means when he says the following (easy ones first):
- Cradle and all
- Fidlee-i-Oh!
- Rolling home!
- What dee see?
- Fair Jata
- Jelly Stream!
- Up a Rail?
- Manadeedee!
- What Where? What Where? (trick question)
- Tickle-tee-tin? (Bonus round. Consider the parent in question)
Logos boy
Calvin has spent the past few days furiously cramming words together in his attempt to tell or ask us things. When he wants to link words into a sentence and he doesn't know how to put it all together, he interpolates with "-a-" as prefix or suffix, which makes him sound like Chico Marx. This has led to sentences like:
"Open a garage door bike-a ride!"
"Papa, boo-boo on a toe, kiss it-a better!"
"Going-a store! A stroller, ok? Wanna go!"
And the nightly routine of "Give you some more milk, rock a little!" right before bed. That's the only pronoun he still reverses with any regularity, and I'm not sure it isn't a joke for him, like the following exchange, which he absolutely knows is funny:
Me: "One…Two…"
Calvin: "Five!"
Me: "No, three!"
Calvin: "Five!"
Me: "No, three!"
Calvin: [laughter] "Five!!"
This is the child keeping me sane. Thank god.
