Two random conversations with my son:
Nolan: You know, I don't like to be singed to.
Mumsie: What's that?
N: For my birthday. I don't like to be singed to. That's why I hide behind you.
M: Oh, yes. I remember that.
N: And then I look around at your face.
M: My face?
N: Yeah - because I like to look at your face.
M: I like to look at your face, too!
N: You know why I like to look at your face? Because I love you.
I know.
[While reading Richard Scarry's "What Do People Do All Day?"]
Nolan: I'll go to work first thing. I'll put on work clothes and drive the Explorer.
Mumsie: What will you do when you get there?
N: I'll think about you. I won't work, I'll just think about you.
M: I like that!
N: Yeah, and you'll put on Daddy's work clothes and you'll come with me. We'll be there together.
M: Sounds like fun.
N: But not until I'm older.
6 comments:
He is a love, isn't he? Warms the heart right up. He loves his mom, awwww. It sure was good to read and must have been so wonderful to HEAR!
It is also fascinating to see into the mind of young child--how Nolan is piecing together what his "people" do and what he will do. It seems like a rare insight, available only because you took the time to write down the convo.
I know - putting on work clothes and going to a work place seem to define "work." When he's driving cars in the garage and heads off to "work" he goes into the closet, wiggles his hands around and says "work, work, work." Then gets back in his car and drives "home."
The one we can't figure out is why, when talking about coming to *my* work, he always brings up a "cage". As in "and I'll go into the cage." It may feel like it at times, but I do not work in a cage. We have no idea what he's talking about ...
wiggles his hands around and says work, work, work!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
by the way, you techono-gal, how did you get the richard scary book to show on your blog?
sweet words -- just hearing them second hand makes your heart sing!!
Nolan's imagination is wonderful -- it's terrific playing in his world.
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