Scene: A and M are going on an errand. J is listening to Corey Lee sing, "I Will Be the Flame."
M (suddenly reversing course from the front door to the garage): "Oh! I need to get a bag."
A (running to the front door and opening it): "OK! See you at the store!"
J (stepping away from the computer): "No, A; wait for M."
A: "I'm opening the door."
J: "No. Wait; here - dance with me. See; step, step; shoulder, shoulder, roll your shoulder."
M: "Augh! No, you can't teach him that dance!"
A: "Too Late!" (demonstrates a four-year-old version of raised-arm shoulder rolls).
M: "Be sure you tell folks your dad, who likes 80's Music, taught you that dance."
(Scene where J's musical taste is insulted deleted.)
J (thinking to himself): "Gee, I mean, really, The Backyardigans already taught him most of that dance...."
Saturday, April 24, 2010
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Blog this...
And.. "Yes, to the bottom of a bannana!"
"And trains are smelly. Bats fly, but we don't."
And. (No! J, J, type this!) "We do not have wells anymore. And we don't have inkwells or feathers anymore. And its weird that they had feathers instead of just pens, because... we have pens, but they don't have pens, they have feathers. And I really like cakes and pancakes...."
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