Last night, as he walked past me on his way down the hall to the bathroom, "Can you imagine?!? I have to go potty again!"
This weekend, as he played on his "skateboard" which was actually a fragment of wood my mom gave him to nail with earlier that day. "Darn it! Darn it, my skateboard is ruined!" He then proceeded to "fix" it with a stick "screwdriver" and some invisible batteries. Apparently fixing it did not require installing wheels. It was very amusing watching him attempt to reach the "finish line" that he had set up without any way to actually move the skateboard.
And my favorite, watching him lecture a not-yet-very-verbal 2 year old boy his size at the playground as Oliver approached a very tricky looking twisted ladder:
"I'm going to climb up this ladder. I can do it all by myself; I don't need any help. You should watch me do it all by myself. I'm just going to climb it like this - see? I can do it all by myself. [feet fall off the step he's on, so he's hanging. Tries again, same thing happens] I can do it all by myself, but it's very slippery for me. That's okay, I'll just try it this way - do you see how I'm doing it even though it's slippery for me? [Finds self unsuccessful, gets back on ground near boy] Maybe I can't do it all by myself, but I have BIG muscles and you do not."
2 comments:
That poor child...esteem smashed by a 2 year old. I do agree with Oliver's assessment of himself, though. He does have big muscles :)
Love this! It's like 2-year-old stream of conscience!
Make sure you get lots of it on camera, you and he will love it when he's older.
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