Snot Minion Levels Up
It's been kind of a tough week for the kiddo. He was called home early on Friday with a fever and yesterday because he was just... so... MISERABLE. So much snot. Even when he has a standard issue cold, he doesn't slow down that much, but the teachers were wigged out by how low-key the crime fighter was. So he came home after nap time. Then he stayed home with Auntie asciikitty while quiet_elegance slept. He's clearly feeling better now.
Here's the leveling up part... It's subtle but he's enunciating better today. About 90% of the time, I need him to repeat himself and things are just coming in more clearly this evening. Also, he was talking about his lost handkerchief. .... What?! I mean, he spent all day watching TV given home/sick with not remotely healthy adult(s) overseeing... Winnie the Pooh? ... huh. No. He kept digging around in the corner cupboard in the kitchen for this mythic handkerchief. I was trying to get him to go elsewhere and he said, "No, I insist." .... DO you now! You INSIST! Wow. Uh, ok. Sadly, no handkerchief. Ascii and I go find random hankies. In the meantime, he ended up crumpling a photo from my friend's walk for hunger. "Uncle can fix it!" says the kiddo with great certainty and goes to get fubar. Uh... Clearly the adults are missing something. We were sooo slow. But when he came out with his book, Something From Nothing about Josef and his special blanket/coat/vest/tie/handkerchief/button, whose grandfather fixes the thing that is broken.... OH. Floored. Utterly.
Anyway. I think he's ready for the preschool class next week.
Here's the leveling up part... It's subtle but he's enunciating better today. About 90% of the time, I need him to repeat himself and things are just coming in more clearly this evening. Also, he was talking about his lost handkerchief. .... What?! I mean, he spent all day watching TV given home/sick with not remotely healthy adult(s) overseeing... Winnie the Pooh? ... huh. No. He kept digging around in the corner cupboard in the kitchen for this mythic handkerchief. I was trying to get him to go elsewhere and he said, "No, I insist." .... DO you now! You INSIST! Wow. Uh, ok. Sadly, no handkerchief. Ascii and I go find random hankies. In the meantime, he ended up crumpling a photo from my friend's walk for hunger. "Uncle can fix it!" says the kiddo with great certainty and goes to get fubar. Uh... Clearly the adults are missing something. We were sooo slow. But when he came out with his book, Something From Nothing about Josef and his special blanket/coat/vest/tie/handkerchief/button, whose grandfather fixes the thing that is broken.... OH. Floored. Utterly.
Anyway. I think he's ready for the preschool class next week.