Monday, July 21, 2008

Rainy Mondays

Mondays suck anyway, so it might as well rain. I woke up this morning and left for work with sleepy-butt snoring goodbye to me. At least my Monday started with a smile. And an umbrella.

After work, I came home to a very curious monkey. Peter asked me where rain comes from. 'Clouds peeing' would have been the simple answer, but he seemed genuinely interested, so I explained how water evaporates and the general water cycle.

Next he asked who turns off the sun at night, so I took out his globe and a flash light and continued our lesson. He seemed to understand, saying that at night it's like a shadow.

I have to say, I was relieved when Peter stopped asking questions. They are getting harder and pretty soon he's going to stump me. Of course, then I will just make something up and hope he doesn't double-check with Mama.

As we got ready for bed, I got to play Peter the Repeater, a 'new' game that Peter invented where he repeats everything you say. Over and over. The cool thing about being four is that games don't get old. Not at all. They can just keep playing them and playing them and playing them. Boy, isn't that fun? Boy, isn't that fun. Cut it out, Peter! Cut it out, Peter! I'm stupid. Yes, Papa, you are.
1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: When I saw that it was raining.
David: When Gizma scratch Mama in the hair.

2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: When I slipped by the toilet.
David: When I broke my head.

3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: To play with Davey the King game.
David: I go no owa me Opa Grams.

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