Let's start with the "mouth" Dada gave him... a (let me see if I get this straight) piece of a plunger that was supposedly a part to use to fix my toilet, which they did not end up using. It looks like a teeny tiny frisbee made out of pink plunger material, which at once Jude turned into a "mouth" that eats up every on the table. So when the girls came over last night to babysit while I went to yoga, the first thing he had to do was show them his "mouth."
What is that? they asked in unison.
Well, it's a mouth made out of part of the toilet, he told them. I explained that he and Dada were fixing the toilet together the other night and ....
So not one, but two 12 year old girls come over last night (they wanted to meet each other) and as I am rushing to get out the door, this is what I hear:
Girl One: Jude, do you want to play the Ninja game?
Jude: What ninja game?
Girl One: You know, the one where we knock each other down and put each other in jail.
Jude: Oh, yeah, that one, come on you two let's play that Ninja Game. Come over here on this carpet.
Laughter and mush piles and "Hai-Yas!" ensue and when I shout goodbye, I see that Jude has both girls down on the floor and Girl One goes: "Jude aren't you going to tie us up and put us in jail?"
He got right on that.
The next day, he glanced a New Yorker opened to the movie review page and laughed at the racy drawing of a man and a woman obviously in the heat of passion.
"Look at those two silly old guys, Mama!" he shouted. "What are they doing?"
"Oh nothing! Just being silly!" I tried to close the magazine, but he kept finding the same page and laughing. Note to self, but really, The New Yorker?
Last, he went nuts for the fake snow at Menards. Attached are some photos of weekend projects. Love, Mama
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