We went camping and A enjoyed it -- although I think he enjoyed visiting with his friend Eric more than actually being in the woods. (Okay, they both really liked finding snow and ice in August.) A probably was in a three-year-old's heaven when he found a stick he could use as a pirate sword to have a sword fight with Eric (A cheats).
M bought A some really big bolts and nuts. A loves them, and promptly got a hammer so he could "build a rocket."
A will let me read "The House at Pooh Corner" to him. I had never realized until now how sarcastic A. A. Millne was, and I think he might be my new hero. Eeyore isn't gloomy, he's downright snarky.
A has entered the, "Well, you see..." stage of toddler-hood. "Well, you see, J; I have to vacuum the cat because her fur is dirty and I want to take the dirt off the cat and put it into the vacuum cleaner so I can take it out of the vacuum cleaner and put it into the fireplace and stuff it up the chimney..." "Well, you see..." is less irritating than the whispered "Maybe I will [do something I've just told him not to do]."
A announces on a fairly regular basis that he wants to put on his pirate costume, "so I can be a bad guy and [insert felony crime here]." Usually he wants to take coveted library books away from other children, but upon occasion he's expressed a desire to steal cars or burn the library down. I guess we'll have to hide the matches when A wears his pirate costume.
When A's larcenous intentions are particularly heinous, I gently remind him that his victims would feel like A did when he got upset by the book entitled, "Squash the Spider." (No bugs were harmed in this book, "Squash" is the spider's name.) A was reduced to tears during Scary Reading Hour simply by hearing the title of the book read dramatically.
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