Weekend in St. Louis

Kane County Fair

The Bad Guys are Dead

Minutes after putting the kids to bed tonight Felix began crying, so I went in to see what was wrong. Cosmo was fast asleep but Felix said "There was a loud sound, like a gun shot. But it wasn't a gun shot because there is no such thing as bad guys; they are all dead."

Cosmo's First Joke

How could I have missed this? Found a scrap of paper from several weeks ago (at least) where I scribbled Cosmo's first joke:

Cosmo: Knock, knock.

Keir: Who's there?

Cosmo: Techno pants!

Guess you had to be there.

(Or maybe you need to watch Wallace and Gromit in The Wrong Trousers.)

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Or this gem? This is representative of Felix's interest in numbers and counting. At bedtime, while I was singing "Hobo's Lullaby," Felix was whispering throughout. A bit miffed, I stopped singing and asked him what he was whispering about.

Felix: Daddy, I was just counting out the seconds in "Hobo's Lullaby." I thought there were 35 but there were 68.

I Hope None of These Are Recycled

The scraps of dialogue are piling up....

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Tonight, during a thunderstorm.

Felix: Oh! Oh! I saw lightning, my happy daddy! Daddy, I love you, but I just saw lightning.

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On the roof, we see some birds swooping around us. Felix is interested in bringing them home to our apartment. Some discussion follows about the difference between wild birds and domestic birds. I explain that, even if the birds wanted to come home with us, we can't have birds because cats like to eat birds. Felix thinks that's really bad of them.

Keir: Well, we like to eat birds, too. We eat chicken.

Felix ponders the logistics of this.

F: Do we just put the chicken in the oven and cook it for a long time until it's chicken?

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K: Felix, do you remember what "recycle" means?

F: Yes. That means, "Throwing it in the garbage."

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Felix is very interested in directions, N, S, E, & W, and sometimes even the positions in between. He says things like, "Look, Daddy, there is a sprinkler to the north!"

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Everyone's a critic.

F: Sesame Street is quite not the favorite. Let's watch Curious George.

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Cosmo is talking, too, and talking, and talking, and talking. Over the past month he's had a real explosion of speech and is using lots of complete sentences. They're not quite as quirky as Felix's. He says thinks like:

C: Mommy, look at me! Mommy, look at me! Mommy, look at me! Mommy, look at me! Mommy, look at me! Mommy, look at me! Mommy, look at me!

Marya: I see you, Cosmo.

C: Mommy, look at me! Mommy, look at me! etc. etc.

Also, "I do dat." "I do it." "I do it all myself."

After engaging in a particularly messy or loud or ornery bit of mischief, he gives an angelic smile and says, "It's funny!"

He'll hide under a blanket or sheet and say, "Where are me?"

More examples coming soon. Frankly, both of them talk so constantly that it's a challenge to get anything down on paper....