Zweeble vignettes
Oct. 21st, 2010 11:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
seldneiLast night, during Bedtime Reading, we were looking at a photo of a shark. In the face of this, Z. told me he needed one more thing--the strongest thing, and he would go get it. I was feeling pretty expansive, so I watched, amused, as he bopped out of the room.
He went and found Scott and brought him back in the room. "Daddy is the strongest. If he sees a shark he will pick it up and toss it!"
Today we went to the ENT for the adenoids follow-up (shhort version: he's doing great. That was also the long version). On the way there, we had another round of Mommy's Playlists, which went something like this:
"You Oughta Know" playing in background
Z: What is that girl singing about, Mom?
L: She's angry at her ex-boyfriend.
(pause)
Z: If he's bad, he should go to high school. That's where bad kids go.
(pause)
Z: He should say "sorry," like I do when I make someone angry.
L: I agree, he should say "sorry."
"Single Ladies (Put a Ring On It)" comes on
Z: What's this song about, Mom?
L: Well, this girl is also mad at her ex-boyfriend, but she has a new boyfriend, too.
Z: Oh, so he cleaned up the mess.
(Go look at the lyrics)
Just for the record, my new playlist is called, informally, "Charlie's Angels Join Torchwood, as Directed by Quentin Tarantino," and it is awesome.
At the doctor's, in the waiting room, Z. was playing with another kid who was maybe four or five. This child's mother looked decidedly older than I do, so I think the little boy was having a hard tome figuring out who I was in relation to Z.
Kid: Is your mom here?
Z: Yeah, she's right over there. (Points. I wave at him, and at the other kid.)
Kid: But she's [something I can't make out].
Z: No she's not. She's the coolest.
We made a movie today called "Runaway Aliens" that was about aliens who help a space dinosaur. It's more of a radio show than a movie, but anything entertaining that is not a book or a video game is a movie right now, so hey. Scott just needs to edit it.
My father got the boy a set of swords and a shield. "My very own knight kit! Mom, look! My very own knight kit!" Now he needs a helmet.
My plan for tomorrow is to go to the park, and then decorate for Halloween in the afternoon. Because I almost forgot I had halloween decorations, it's been so long since I put them up!
He went and found Scott and brought him back in the room. "Daddy is the strongest. If he sees a shark he will pick it up and toss it!"
Today we went to the ENT for the adenoids follow-up (shhort version: he's doing great. That was also the long version). On the way there, we had another round of Mommy's Playlists, which went something like this:
"You Oughta Know" playing in background
Z: What is that girl singing about, Mom?
L: She's angry at her ex-boyfriend.
(pause)
Z: If he's bad, he should go to high school. That's where bad kids go.
(pause)
Z: He should say "sorry," like I do when I make someone angry.
L: I agree, he should say "sorry."
"Single Ladies (Put a Ring On It)" comes on
Z: What's this song about, Mom?
L: Well, this girl is also mad at her ex-boyfriend, but she has a new boyfriend, too.
Z: Oh, so he cleaned up the mess.
(Go look at the lyrics)
Just for the record, my new playlist is called, informally, "Charlie's Angels Join Torchwood, as Directed by Quentin Tarantino," and it is awesome.
At the doctor's, in the waiting room, Z. was playing with another kid who was maybe four or five. This child's mother looked decidedly older than I do, so I think the little boy was having a hard tome figuring out who I was in relation to Z.
Kid: Is your mom here?
Z: Yeah, she's right over there. (Points. I wave at him, and at the other kid.)
Kid: But she's [something I can't make out].
Z: No she's not. She's the coolest.
We made a movie today called "Runaway Aliens" that was about aliens who help a space dinosaur. It's more of a radio show than a movie, but anything entertaining that is not a book or a video game is a movie right now, so hey. Scott just needs to edit it.
My father got the boy a set of swords and a shield. "My very own knight kit! Mom, look! My very own knight kit!" Now he needs a helmet.
My plan for tomorrow is to go to the park, and then decorate for Halloween in the afternoon. Because I almost forgot I had halloween decorations, it's been so long since I put them up!
