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grammarwoman) wrote2009-08-11 09:05 pm
grammarwoman) wrote2009-08-11 09:05 pm
His geekness overfloweth
Dudes. DUUUUUUUDES. Please bear with me as I wax rhapsodic about my son.
Today's pre-dinner activity was messing around with the measuring tape. I didn't even see what he was doing until we were sitting down to eat.
Behold:
In case you need a key, those are the pictures of the objects he measured and their sizes in inches. If you're not up on abstract 4-year-old art, we have from left to right:
A drum, a dinner plate, our dog, a marker, a gallon of milk, a tortellini (known as turtle noodles in our house), a drawer, a lollipop, a nose. On the next line is a fork and a pencil sharpener.
I mean, how awesomely fabulous is that?
During dinner, he informed us that he doesn't want to have Halloween costumes at his birthday party this time around, as we've inflicted on him every year. (It's in the last week of October - it's inevitable.) Instead, he wants people to dress up like things from a birthday party. "Cake, presents, sprinkles, balloons..." We'll see how it goes.
Then he asked that the next time we go to the dinosaur place (the science museum in St. Louis, where we went over a year ago), we should wear T-rex shirts so the T-rex thinks we're dinosaurs, too.
How awesome is the Emperor? He amazes me every day.
Today's pre-dinner activity was messing around with the measuring tape. I didn't even see what he was doing until we were sitting down to eat.
Behold:
In case you need a key, those are the pictures of the objects he measured and their sizes in inches. If you're not up on abstract 4-year-old art, we have from left to right:
A drum, a dinner plate, our dog, a marker, a gallon of milk, a tortellini (known as turtle noodles in our house), a drawer, a lollipop, a nose. On the next line is a fork and a pencil sharpener.
I mean, how awesomely fabulous is that?
During dinner, he informed us that he doesn't want to have Halloween costumes at his birthday party this time around, as we've inflicted on him every year. (It's in the last week of October - it's inevitable.) Instead, he wants people to dress up like things from a birthday party. "Cake, presents, sprinkles, balloons..." We'll see how it goes.
Then he asked that the next time we go to the dinosaur place (the science museum in St. Louis, where we went over a year ago), we should wear T-rex shirts so the T-rex thinks we're dinosaurs, too.
How awesome is the Emperor? He amazes me every day.