Posts Tagged ‘kids’

Words and plans

June 11, 2009

“What does z-o-o spell?”

“Zoo!”

And when we saw a poster in the subway that read, “Zoom,” he said, “Zoo!”

If his second word was “moo,” I should have known his first sight word would be “zoo.”

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Charlie held our small computerized Boggle game and pushed the buttons diligently.

When Jesse asked what he was doing, Charlie said, “Checking my email.”

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Our kid is already a politician.

When Patrick and Maryn came to visit for his birthday party, he tried to convince them to come have cake by saying, “Cake, guys.”

They were too busy playing and wouldn’t listen.

So Charlie threw his arms wide and said, very loudly, “Guys! Guys! I’ve got an idea.”

That’s the way to try a new approach.

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He’s been making plans without us already.

I came to pick him up from Sunflowers the other day, and he said, “I’m going to make cookies with Maryn!”

I suppose it will be borrowing the car next.

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I want a cow

March 2, 2009

After our heavy snow last night and this morning, Charlie’s daycare decided to close at 3:30. With only another hour or so until it was time for me to leave work, I decided to bring CW back to my office.

For the most part, this worked out okay. He only moved everything around; he didn’t break anything. However, the stickers, papers, pencils, books and other office supplies I had laid out for him were of limited interest. Instead, he wanted to play with all of my breakable bric-a-brac and my computer.

Since the computer was locked, I let him have it.

He scrolled the mouse and pushed the buttons on the keyboard, making it bing in protest.

After a few minutes, the binging and banging got to be a little wild, and I turned to see what he was doing.

“What’s up, buddy?”

He pointed to my default screen, which is a picture of blue sky and rolling green hills. “I want a cow on there.”

“A cow?” I asked, confused.

He pointed to the hills. “I want a cow on there, on the computer.” He pushed the mouse, and the buttons, and furrowed his forehead.

Suddenly, I saw the computer through his eyes.

Obviously, it’s magic.

You sit on an adult’s lap. You ask for monkeys dancing or kids singing. They search Google or YouTube with a few mouse strokes and keyboard clicks. Your request appears.

Makes perfect sense then that if he thinks about a cow and presses some buttons, it should appear.

So I pulled up YouTube and made it happen.