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Hupdates and the Hardcore Pretender in a barely coherent written at 1AM in a hotel room post.
June 19th, 2009
Guess who figured out the WiFi at the Hotel!? ME! This is going to be quick because I have to finish packing for the second leg of our trip. So far my impressions of up state New York? These Yankees are NICE y’all! Like really, really, nice and so accommodating. Also? THE FOOD IS FREAKING AMAZING. Yes, southerns can cook, but it is pretty much all in the same genre. But here? Not only are the people incredibly diverse, but so is the food. Greek gyros and spiedies, Italian vodka chicken, Sicilian “Hot Pies” (which are just awesome pizza) and yeah. I am STUFFED.
No drama from traveling with everyone yet…but we are in a separate building. And car. And I never let The Son sit next to my Grandpa. So basically they are hardly aware the other one is even on the trip.
The Son has been very two this week, obstinate is hardly even the word. He has been pretending about everything for ages now. He is never just The Son, he is in character, and he demands that everyone else play along at all times. We had a connecting flight in Detroit and while sitting in the terminal an elderly gentleman approached The Son and started to talk to him.
Old guy: “How old are you young man?”
Son: “I TWO!”
Old guy: “Two? I have a granddaughter just your age. What is your name?”
Son: “Lightning McQueen.”
Me: “Your name is not Lightning McQueen. What is your name?”
Son: “Dumbo! And you are Dumbo’s mama!”
Old guy: “Dumbo?”
Me: “He is just pretending, what is your name?”
Son: “Bob! And this is Wendy!”
Old guy: “Nice to meet you Bob.”
Me: *Sigh.*
He loves to pretend. Have I mentioned it is after one AM? And that I am supposed to be packing up for the rest of our trip? What was I talking about? Oh yes pretending. Right. He has been pretending he is a dog off and on for a year and a half. Sometimes he is a little more dramatic then others.
This is where Ellie has to sleep. This is a whole other post. A long one. Time for packing up Lightning-Dumbo-Bob’s toys.
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I have probably forgotten alot about our children’s habits when they were small, but I don’t recall ever observing a child who played pretend as much as this child does. It actually works to our advantage in encouraging him to do something he doesn’t want to.
As example, he has pretended he is a bull alot. He drags his foot on the ground and lowers his head as if he is going to charge you and butt you with his horns. We were trying to hurry him along to the car to load up to airport yesterday and he was balking at leaving as he wanted to go swimming again.
I was several yards in front of he and his Mama and turned and dragged my foot on the floor. He was immediately a bull and dragging his foot and lowering his head. We then rushed down the hallway with him chasing me so he could butt me. Worked like a charm.
Last night we had an approximately 3 hour drive from the airport long after he should have been asleep. As the four older adults tried to sleep he had a non-stop dialog with him as Thomas the Tank Engine, Daddy as Diesel, an uncle as Diesel 2, and Mama as Percy.
Later as we began the drops of people and luggage at their various homes he carried on a two way dialog with the van in which we rode. I don’t know whether I should be alarmed by this. But, I’m actually amazed by his creativity to come up with all this stuff.
It was a great trip from my perspective with very few moments of tension and enormous pleasure. The only unhappy note is we did not experience temperatures over 80 degrees the whole while but have returned to the thermometer hovering at 100 and an air conditioner that has decided its finished.