Micah, my two-year-old, has been playing with the plastic packaging that his Mr. PotatoHead came in. (Not the Potato Head. But the plastic it came in.)
He’s been using it to carry toys around, pretending that it’s his “lunch bag”–like Daddy’s lunch bag, of course. Micah kept opening and closing it, until it broke.
Ever resourceful, he went to the drawer of the hutch and pulled out the screwdriver. “Fix it?! Fix it?!”
Then he came back to me asking, “Batteries? Batteries?”
In his little mind, you can fix anything with a screwdriver and batteries!
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The same two-year-old just had to be corrected for crawling under the gate into the dining room this morning and eating my bagel while I was upstairs in the bathroom.
Mara offers her two cents’ worth: “Mommy? Maybe sometime we could get a sign that says, ‘Don’t crawl under the gate.'”
A sign.
Never mind that he can’t read yet!
Mara insists that he would just “see the sign and go back in the living room.”
Yah.
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And now I’m trying to keep a straight face as I look at my kids.
My three-year-old daughter is adjusting her ears. Well, they’re not exactly her ears–they’re Mr. Potato Head ears in her ears!!!
Of course, my son wants some. He’s saying, “Ears?! Ears?!”
And my ever-generous, selfless daughter replies, “Micah, you can use the tongue and the nose in your ears.”
NOT a good idea! Here is where Mom steps in!
This the same son who tried to stick peas up his nose at dinner last night. (And wow, that brought back childhood memories of my sister!!! Must be a middle-child thing. Sticking stuff up your nose just because. . .)
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My daughter is saying, “I got all this energy! I want to do something to get out this energy!”
I should go.
🙂