Wednesday, June 17, 2009

His daddy goes to "work" and does "stuff"

Sam's driveway art is growing more complex. The other night he made something he called a laboratory, pointing out the desk and other things.

You'd think I'd be proud. But despite visiting the laser lab several times, he was surprised to learn that I work in a laboratory. Sara D, friend and babysitter extraordinaire, what kind enough to relate the following Sam exchange:

Sara: Does your dad work at a laboratory?
Sam: No, my daddy goes to a building called work every day and does stuff there.

Apparently he's learned what they are through Spiderman and Batman cartoons. Which I guess makes me evil?

Sara also related the following quote:
Mommies and daddies don't eat cookies. They are parents. Parents don't like cookies. Really truly!
Guess we'll have to prove to him we do like them by eating some in front of him and not making faces. This is a challenge I am willing to undertake.

5 comments:

Spud said...

I wonder what he says about aunts and uncles and cookies? This auntie sure can plow through the cookies!

Susan said...

Just to give credit where credit is due, some of the art work surrounding Sam is actually mine. I'm no artist, but I can draw straighter lines than a three-year-old! :-) We've drawn many mazes together, and monsters, too. If I do something really different, Sam will say, "That looks complicated."

Tim said...

Susan's right--some of it is hers. And she's really coming along with her drawing! :-)

I think when Stu and Sue visit next we need to have a cookie-eating demonstration by the parents.

Anonymous said...

HEY! What about the Non-Parental Aunts?! Or was there never any question about my ability to eat cookies... in which case, maybe we shouldn't talk about this anymore.
But you know, he's leaning how people know things, so do you think he's doing a revers psychology experiment on you? If he tells Sara that you don't eat cookies, then you will eat more cookies to show him... and then of course you will have to SHARE! hmmm.
He is a clever little bugger, that one.
As for your Work, that is what you call it... "I'm going to Work", not "I'm going to the lab to work", so it does make sense. And he doesn't even know what Mathematics is, so... besides, we all say you do "stuff" too, so why not Sam?
Besides, the only REAL labs are Chemistry Labs. Like on TV.
Are you Evil? Or do you have secret super powers? Hmmm? You could both have fun with that one!
love, AA

Tim said...

The aunts definitely need to show their cookie-eating ways to Sam.

I would rather not be evil, just cause he is under the impression that criminals are to be killed. I tell him we jail them to rehabilitate them (yes, we still do fairy tales), but for some reason he gravitates back to capital punishment.