Santa: Are you hoping for anything special for Christmas?
Z (with his back to Santa): <silence>
Santa: How about Legos? Do you like to play with Legos?
Z: <silence>
Santa: I bet you like toy cars.
Z (still with his back to Santa): I. LIKE. TRAINS.
Mommy: What does a cow say?
Z: Cows say MOO!
Mommy: What does Cowboy say?
Z: Cowboy says ARF ARF ARF!
Mommy: What does Sophia say?
Z: Sophia says BAH!
Mommy: What does Daddy say?
Z: Daddy says ARRRRRG!
Mommy: What does Mommy say?
Z: Mommy says RAAAAWR!
Mommy: What does Zachary say?
Z: Zachary says F*CK!
<Stunned silence, followed by a quick recovery>
Mommy: Oh, Zachary says FORK?
Z: Yeah.
Mommy: Does Zachary say KNIFE too?
Z: Yeah, Zachary says KNIFE!
Mommy: OK, let’s say KNIFE.
"Meridian Market is very sad. It is sad so it is closed. When it's happy, it will be open!"I think he's got it figured out.
"Why is Meridian Market sad?"
"Meridian Market doesn't have any money. If everybody gave Meridian Market some money, it will be happy again and it will open up so we can go see the telephone."
"I don't think Meridian Market will open up again, honey."
"No, Meridian Market will be closed. Everybody gives money to Mighty O Donuts. Nobody gives money to Meridian Market."
"Why don't people give money to Meridian Market?"
"Because Meridian Market doesn't have donuts."
...plus Cowboy Warhol.
No pictures of Z because he wanted absolutely nothing to do with the crazy wigs (although when I put on the blonde one, he immediately said, "Final Countdown!"). Mei-mei didn't mind the wigs as much and she even practiced a bit of posing and head banging. Cowboy? Well, the poor dog doesn't really get a choice. He knew that one of the wigs was going to eventually find its way onto his head, so he just sighed and waited.
"How you go sleep?
First, lie down.
Now you lying down.
Close eyes.
Eyes closed!
Are you sleeping?
Nooooooo...
Is Blue sleeping?
Nooooooo...
Hello red pillow! You lying down on red pillow.
Go sleep now.
Hello Blue!"
I posted this in a “mad chatters” Tweet already, but I wanted to write about it anyway.
Since Mei-mei has started eating solids, Z hovers around in hopes of getting a bite or two of her pureed sweet potatoes (I’ve started making twice as much so that Z gets to finish off what she doesn’t eat). He’s also in a sharing phase, so he keeps trying to trade some of his food for hers. I tell him, “Mei-mei can’t eat your food yet. She’s very small right now. She doesn’t have any teeth, so she can’t chew like you do. But she’ll grow all of her teeth as she gets bigger.” And now that she has one tooth, I show it to him and say, “See, Mei-mei’s starting to grow her teeth! Soon she’ll be able to eat the same foods you eat.”
Today, Z was watching as I changed Mei-mei’s diaper. He asked, “Where’s Mei-mei’s penis?” I said, “Mei-mei doesn’t have a penis, honey. She’s a girl and girls don’t have penises. Only boys have penises.” Apparently he didn’t hear the second part of my explanation, because he said, “Mei-mei no have penis now. Mei-mei too small. Mei-mei grow teeth, grow penis.” He said it in the sing-song way he uses when he recites a list of things, “Mei-mei grow teeeeeeeeeeth….grow peniiiiiiiiiis….”
