To the Future!
I've been thinking about my children.
My daughter has recently learned some new things. She's advanced her vocabulary (NO!!! and MINE!!!), she's improved her hand/eye coordination (by pinching and grasping small hairs... to pull), and she's learned some very basic skills such as getting dressed (taking off her diaper at completely random and inappropriate times).
My son has just turned four... and with age does come wisdom. For instance, now he's more able to tell when I am full. of. crap. He also knows many other things that adults, myself included, simply do not understand. Burritos are not burritos, they are tacos. TACOS I said!!! And shorts when used as pajamas are pants. It's an undisputed fact in my house.
Another new development is their attendance at daycare. They go to a family child care provider who works from her home, the magical Ms. Heather of Ms. Heather's Cupcakes fame (she also throws a mean Mr. Potato Head party). What makes her magical though, is not her willingness to take other children into her home on a regular basis, or that she keeps her cool and gives them fun things to do. No, What makes Ms. Heather magic is that she gets my son to eat... (shh... come closer... don't let him hear... vegetables)! Gasp! I know. After his first day as a cupcake, we had this conversation about lunch.
"What did you have for lunch?" I asked.
"We had 'azanny' with green stuff in it," he replied.
"You mean lasagna?"
"Yeah. The green stuff was sour and it was supposed to make my muscles grow bigger. But I don't like it because my muscles aren't bigger yet."
So yes. Popeye has been debunked! Take that spinach!
