Monday, April 13, 2009
What "it" is
Well, not too many of you tried to guess. I suppose with no real prize, I couldn't have expected much.... -sob!- No, no, it's Ok. -sniff- I'll just ...be... ...I'm Ok.
Here's how my afternoon went on the day "it" arrived.
The setting: our dining room. Sun streams in the west windows and glints off of the gigantic eyes of "it", waiting peacefully to be discovered. My son stands proudly nearby.
Me: [startled and concerned] Aaaa! What is that?!
Son: [proud] It's my history character! I made him out of a bottle and paint and stuff.
Me: [still nervous] But what is it?
Son: [still proud] Do you like it?
Me: [recognizing the need to acknowledge his accomplishment, but unable to break away from the mesmerizing stare of the gigantic plastic eyes] Sure. The eyes are pretty creepy though. It looks a bit freaky. What is it?
Son: [avoiding the question] We made them for history and then they acted stuff out.
Me: [patiently] Wait. Listen to me carefully....
Son: [not waiting] You want to hold it?
Me: [avoiding the question] Are you listening?
Son: [not listening] Yes.
Me: [not convinced] Are you sure?
Son: [perhaps listening] Yes.
Me: [hoping for an answer that will be less creepy than the "it"] What is it?
Son: [stating a technicality] It's a who, not a what.
Me: [resigned to the logic of a 9-yr-old] Ok, WHO is it?
Son: [proud] George Washington!
Me: [huh!] Really? George Washington? Let me see him.
Son: [proud] See? Here's his wig! And he's wearing a suit.
Me: [getting involved] Oh, and I see, those are his ears?
Son: [tolerant of my ignorance] Those aren't ears! That's the bottom of his wig!
Me: [chagrined, then honest] Oh. Wow. That's pretty good.
Son: [prouder] Yes. Yes, thank you. So you like it? They acted out the Continental Congress!
Me: [honest] Um... Yes, but his eyes still creep me out.
Son: [prouder yet] Yeah, but you should've seen Patrick Henry. He had these tiny, tiny little eyes, and HE was REALLY creepy.
Post Script: George Washington now lives in Dad's office, on a prime slot of shelf real estate.
Post Script x2: It occurs to me that wierd is actually spelled weird and that all my tags are wrong and I don't want to fix them and I'm Ok with that.