Asmund, "MOM can you come stop Raedan from salting me?"
Thinking he
meant assault, and impressed with his vocabulary, I walk in to find
Raedan actually salting him, with the salt shaker.
Yesterday, Ron and I were discussing whether superhero movies present
reality as black and white. Asmund walked in and said, "Mom, they ARE
black and white. Are you forgetting, Falcon is a black man?"
I know that in his mind, that screaming fit made sense--"oh no! Mom got
off the bed AT THE END instead of the side! AND she's holding BOTH water
cups! I must warn her that she is about to be eaten by the "end of the
bed, two water cup"monster!!"
Toddlers only make sense if you assume that the rules to their world are radically different than those of reality.
Asmund just showed me his new laser. He tapped a magnifying glass to a
small solar panel taken from a robot kit, then tapped a battery behind
it and a flashlight to to the handle to store power. He figured that the
magnifying glass would concentrate the sun's rays into the solar panel,
and amplify onto a lazer.
Honestly, I'm glad we're still at the non-working inventions phase.
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