Wednesday, September 26, 2007
he fancies himself sophisticated
I always have to remind myself that my son is only two and a half. I think I imagine that he is far more sophisticated than he is. Sometimes when I read him a children's book, I expect him to react, "Please, don't insult me with this gibberish." Like the other night I was reading him this potty book I picked up from the library. I felt almost silly reading it to him. Like he couldn't believe I had picked out such idiotic juvenile reading material. Sometimes I imagine that he's giving me this look like, "what are you thinking?" I was almost surprised when he laughed out loud at the book and got excited that the main character's favorite color was blue "Just like Elian's!"
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