Johann came to me completely puzzled the other day and asked me how you say “that word” from Mary Poppins. I asked him if he meant “Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.” He replied grimly, “Yeah. That’s the one.” The last time Johann asked me to teach him how to say it, it was too frustrating for him. This time he did a lot better. It came out, “Supercalifrackilickickickyackyocious!!!”
P.S. Did you realize “Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious” is in Gmail’s spell checker?
Just to bookmark a pretty good article with a great title about Stage 17.
As part of our world geography lessons we just began a Robinson projection map puzzle. Johann is already learning a lot and Eric and I are realizing how little we learned in school! The land pieces are cut out around all the countries. In the case of the United States, most of the states are separate pieces. We reviewed with Johann and pointed out the places we had already shown him on our other world map. Johann assembled the United States all by himself. Earlier today Eric and Johann were working on the puzzle. Then Johann bolted to where I was to tell me,
“MOMMY!!!!!! We put together Taiwan! It looks like a pickle and it has a kind of a crescent shape! So when you look at the puzzle and see a pickle in the South China Sea, you’ll know it’s where you were born!”
Johann has such a fun and unique way of putting things! It’s moments like this, or times like when I go to scoop flour out of the container and find his handprint on the flour’s surface, that I sometimes wish I could hold onto forever.
Watching Netherland vs. Portugal on Univision:
Johann: The goalie (Ricardo, POR) got kicked in his preposterous end!
Tammy: (laughing) You mean his posterior end? Preposterous means absurd or crazy.
Johann: Yeah, his preposterous end!
This sonic alarm is hilarious…until someone uses it on me!
I’m notorious for being a heavy sleeper, can sleep right nice even with a war crashing about my ears. One of these days I’ll have to reprogram myself to be an early riser like Tammy and my dad.
Tammy is the greatest and serves as my alarm clock. Mainly because the clock I used to rely on made her jump right out of her skin when it went off. Instead of fumbling with trying to put her skin back on straight every mornig she axed the alarm clock and volunteered to wake me up herself. Unfortunately, this would be the type of “wake up” device that would wake me up, and might not make her jump out of her skin since it’s more directly controllable. Ever set the alarm for what you thought was 5 minutes, only for it to have been 4? Or worse, 6? Ever done that with explosive charges? Talk about the longest 60 seconds…
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