We're back in Ottawa, house-bound by snow and freezing temps. We're bored. Henry's bugging me to play "Elves" with him (inspired by the movie Rudolph), but the house is a mess and I want to do some cleaning. Here's my attempt to harness his energy to my purposes:
"Okay Henry, I'll play Elves, but instead of building toys, let's be Elves that sweep the hall floor!"
[Pause]
"Mommy, let's play that THIS elf is on vacation."
Damn. He's finally big enough to be useful, but he's no longer gullible enough to be tricked into it.
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good stuff! Pretty soon Chris will teach him to say "What?" when you're talking about something he doesn't want to do....the answer is "What?" no matter how many times I repeat myself...I laugh at the "selective hearing" every time.
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