Addison: I want to know about God. Tell me about Him.
I wouldn’t say Colin is getting to the point where he’s actually quotable per se, but he is talking and expressing himself at a rapidly progressing rate that has steamrolled me with joy. Here are a few of my favorite recent pearls of wisdom to fall from his mouth:
- After walking out on a Baby Einstein video, Colin asked for me to hold him. So I asked him, “Colin, do you want to watch this or not?”
- When he says, “Puppets,” it’s just really cute. Not really a story there.
- A couple days ago, he spontaneously burst into song and demanded I sing along with him. The song he so desperately and exuberantly wanted to sing? “Go Cubs Go.” Ah . . . yes. I think we’ll keep this one.
I could tell you Addison doesn’t watch much TV. I’m good at lying like that. But the fact of the matter is, Addison absorbs whatever he watches, and he’s especially quick to connect to anything he sees on a commercial. Some recent quotes prove his allegiance to all things advertised:
We’re driving home from my parents’ house tonight, and “Rocky Mountain High” is playing in all its Jon Denver-ness (thanks to an iPod genius mix based on Rob Thomas & Willie Nelson’s version of “Mamas, Don’t Let Your Babies Grow up to Be Cowboys”). All of a sudden, Addison quietly but confidently blurts out this little gem:
Addison wasn’t satisfied with the Golden Rule, so he asked what the Red Rule was. Upon learning that there was no such thing, he decided to make one up. I unveil it to the world today with the hopes that all will follow its beautiful wisdom:
The hardest thing about parenting just may be holding in the laughter when your kid says something that you find to be simultaneously reprehensible and hilarious. Addison has become an expert at testing me in this area. Up until now, though, one genre of humor has operated under a zero-tolerance policy: name calling. Making fun of other people’s physical, social, and all other traits is not funny in this household, at least not until the kids go to bed. When Addison calls people names that aren’t theirs, or he uses derogatory descriptors to poke fun at them, I don’t laugh. I don’t want to laugh. I correct him as swiftly as I know how.
“This is too ordinary. I’m outta here.”
– Addison, in a huff, after an aggravating setback during a game of Snap.
Also, Beav, the Word Nerd has responded to your question. I hope the answer will suffice.
Today, Addison spontaneously launched into a letter to Santa. It was hilarious because he was just scribbling in lines as he dictated to himself. He started it out with a quote from “A Charlie Brown Christmas,” which you can find about 15 seconds from the end of the clip below.
This was the gist: “Dear Santa, how have you been? Please bring my daddy a new bicycle. And bring my mommy some new socks. Bring Colin some pajamas. And please bring me some firetruck clothes.” Then he redid the thing on a real piece of paper (although still not with real words) and wanted to mail it to Santa. I think it’s on its way to the North Pole right now. Fun. 🙂