Sometimes our car trips are excruciating--he gets bored and decides that yelling is quality entertainment. He invented a new game today, a great one. Halfway to the lake house, he said "Guess who I am, Mommy" and I asked who he was. He said "I'm a fish!" and I asked what he did and he said "I swim in the water." Then he said "who are you Mommy?". I told him I was a tree and I grew up tall and strong and shaded people and he said "and then you fall down." Then, another guess, this time he was a flashlight that liked to shine up. My turn again, and I was a bird that flew around looking for twigs for my nest. He asked me to guess again and he said "I am rain--we are both rain--we like to make it really wet." We took turns with this fun new game until we got to our destination. Our last two: I was a rock that would eventually break apart into dirt, and when he went next, he said "I am a bulldozer" and I said "what do you do?" and he said "I scoop the dirt!". Nice ending to the game and it made for one of our most pleasant car trips to date.
Tonight we misunderstood something he was telling us and it made for some real mirth. He got his mask-snorkel-flipper set for the cruise (and he put it all on in the car--too bad it was too dark for a photo) and I told him he looked like a scuba diver. After we visited Uncle Denny and were walking back to the car, he said what sounded like "what does a screwdriver do?" and I said I didn't know, what did it do, and he replied "he has underwater adventures". So I said "What? What does a screwdriver do? You know this" and he replied "it screws the screw into the hole". He went on about screwdrivers on underwater adventures as we walked out of the hospital and suddenly I realized he was saying 'scuba diver' and not screwdriver. He said "YES, Mommy, Scuba diver--I am Scuba Diver Dennis!". I have no idea where he got the underwater adventure thing from, but that's a very accurate description. Not too many more years to go until he can go scuba diving with his Daddy and me! We hope to teach him to snorkel a little this summer on our cruise. He already knows how to breathe (and talk) through the thing, which he did in the car for a long while.
It was a nice day, a morning visit with Granny before she left, a visit from Gran and Pop at our house (they came to see Granny off), a sign-up and short visit with Bob at the gym where we signed up for his swim classes to start in 2 weeks (real swim class this time--he's not a Water Baby anymore!), lunch at the lake with Gran and Pop, supper and shopping with the Gallmans and a short visit from Allison, then our hospital visit and home where he went to bed very peacefully (after reaching up his little arms to pull me down for a big hug and a long Eskimo kiss). It was a busy day, sure, but a very very nice one. Tomorrow we'll be celebrating David's birthday!
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