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Monday, December 06, 2004 Tales From the Front TheBoy™ did something that I'd classify as pretty intelligent over the weekend. On Saturday, to keep him entertained, I got out some scrap paper and a pencil to let him draw, which is really just scribbling on the paper at this point. Sometimes it more like pounding on the paper with whatever writing instrument he's gotten ahold of, which is much better than pounding on the walls with whatever writing instrument he's gotten ahold of... But he gets bored quickly, so I sat with him and try to draw things I though he'd like. A truck, a bus, a 1968 Mach I Mustang with holly carbs... Okay, that was for me. I asked him what he wanted me to draw and he said something that sounded like pipk or kip or tick. What? I said and he would repeat the sound. "Pip?" I asked. "No, kipk," he responded and pointed to the paper. We did this a couple of times and he was clearly getting frustrated with my inability to understand. Then he started pointing to his nose. "No, daddy, tipk," he said with his finger on his nose. Then he would touch my nose. "Nose?" I would say. He can say nose, so I was really starting to get lost. Suddenly, he grabbed my arm, still pointing to his nose, and quite calmly said, "No daddy, tipk. Oink, oink, oink." "Oh, pig!" I said. And his face lit up. "Yes!" Maybe all kids do it, but I thought it was pretty smart for him to realize what he was saying wasn't coming across. And, at the end of his frustration, instead of getting upset to the nth degree, he found a different way to let me know what it was. That's not to say he's going to go off and form a Universal Field Theory or anything. He still gets frustrated, but it's really cool to see him learning and using his brain. posted by Evil Wayne | 4:53 PM 0 comments 0 Comments: |
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