Well finals start next week. So I have been psycho busy finishing things and grading this past week. Sorry for my absence. Here are some more funny Dermot stories.
Dermot is really wanting to start telling jokes. I have to point out that developmentally he's a little early with this. There actually are psychologists who study humor in children. My brother was really funny at an early age, and I very much was not. Here's Dermot joke. It's actually from the Riddler in one of his Batman books. What is the tallest building? A library because it's full of books. The actual answer is the library because it's full of stories, but I don't think that Dermot understands stories as floors, so his mind switched it to books. So fantastic from a psychologist's view point. But also really funny because it was unexpected.
Today in the car on our way to Ethiopian food (yum, by the way): Dermot tells me that you only grow on your actual birthday day. Then he tells me that soon he will out grow his winter coat because he'll be too fat for it. We tell him that he'll probably be too tall for it and not too fat for it. So then he asks when will he get fat. Of course, we say, hopefully never. Then he says that he wants to be fat because he wants to know what it's like to be fat. Goofy kid. Believe me, after my life time and all of the grief I have had both physically and mentally because of my weight, I never want to see that day. One of my biggest concerns has always been Dermot's weight. I am scared to death that he'll experience what I went through. So far, he seems right around the 50th percentile. I know that by 7, I was already being made fun of by the other children. It may have been even earlier, but I don't look big in my school pictures from that time.
In more Oedipal news, Dermot is constantly asking if he can snuggle with me. Ethan asked when he would get a turn to snuggle with me and Dermot said, "Never!"
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