I've decided I have to start writing in this blog again, if only to record some of the hilarious/amusing/interesting things that little boy does.
His understanding of words and language and humor constantly amazes me.
Last month, we were on vacation in Florida. One day, walking on a path near some coastal water, we saw a little hermit crab scuttling about and this conversation ensued...
Me: Look, Finley, a hermit crab!
Finley: Cool! Can I pick him up?
Me: Sorry, buddy, I don't think picking him up would be a good idea.
Finley: Well, can I CRAB him?
Seriously, he came up with that in a matter of seconds. Also, it's hard to be stern when you're laughing.
Last night, we were building stuff in his bedroom before bed...
Finley: Dadda, now I'm going to make a goats car.
Me: A goats car? What does it do?
Finley: It goats places.
Damn, I walked right into that one.
My first reaction is always, "I have no idea where he gets this!" But if I think about it for about two seconds, I do know. If I don't think about it, my wife is quick to point out it is me. I even know WHEN he picks it up.
Finley and I spend almost an hour every day (going to and from work/school) talking about things. The subject changes almost daily, like word origin and why the sun rises later and later every day in the spring and what happens when you die (my least favorite topic, to be sure) and how come wet sand is better than dry sand when making sand castles. And, periodically, we play games where we just go back and forth, rhyming words or phrases.
I don't ever think of it as "work" and I don't think he does, either. But it seems to be having a profound effect on his vocabulary. I think we'll keep it up.