Sep 27, 2011 22:17
Arthur was in fine form today.
First, at dinner, he asked us about the word 'centurally'. I asked him, "Do you mean centrally?" to which he replied, "No, like Thirtieth Century Fox. You know ... daily, weekly, monthly, yearly ... centurally."
Later during dinner, the following conversation ensued:
Julia: "That's weak sauce."
Arthur: "No, it's awesome sauce."
Julia: "That's lame sauce."
Arthur: "No, it's fame sauce."
Steve: "No, it's blame sauce."
Arthur: "Will-you-stop-saying-the-word-sauce sauce?"
So he developed a game where you had to end every sentence with the word 'sauce' or else you were out.
Then, on the way home from swimming lessons, he commented that there were a lot of signs for our local NDP candidate (which there are), and mentioned how there were some signs with his picture and others with just his name. I told him that when we go to vote, the ballots will only have the candidates' names and parties, like, for instance, Helmi Charif, New Democratic Party. To which he replied thoughtfully, "What happened to the old party?" I said, "What party?" and he said, "You know, the Old D.P. The ODP and the NDP." Good question, little dude. So being a good dad, I gave him a brief history of the CCF.
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