Rather than sleeping...

[grammarwoman]

...after we put him to bed for the night, the Emperor likes to sneak out of his room and play with things downstairs. The kid has a future as a superspy or cat burglar.

However, he occasionally makes me walk away laughing, rather than fuming.

Case in point: the second time I chased him back upstairs to bed and re-tucked him in, he looked up at me and asked, "Mommy, what do you call a gigantic polar bear?"

I was puzzled by what he meant, so I said, "You mean, like Mr. Bumble on Rudolph?"

"No, Mommy, I'm trying to tell you a joke."

"OH! So, what do you call a gigantic polar bear?"

"You don't call him, you just run away!"

I don't know if that's courtesy of one of his new classmates -- he FINALLY moved up to a 4 & 5-year-old room at daycare -- but it bodes well for our future conversations. Now if I could just figure out what TV show or movie he was trying to tell us about at dinner, about a white robot with green eyes...

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[miniglik.livejournal.com]

WALL-E!

That's my vote.

Oh, nope. Eve has blue eyes. http://cache.gizmodo.com/assets/resources/2008/05/wall_e_eve.jpg

[grammarwoman]

Hey, no, it could totally be WALL-E! He's seen ads and things for it.

I'll ask him tomorrow.

[grammarwoman]

Dude, you were so right - it was Eve. Evidently, one of his classmates has a stuffed Eve for naptime snuggling, and he got the color of the eyes wrong.

Now he's clamoring to watch the movie; I told him that Santa might bring it for Christmas. (See? Even I'm doing the Santa thing now.)