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Powered by LifeTypeJonathan loves to create meals and side dishes. On 10/2, he made a vegetable salad that we have recreated several times. Carrots, cucumbers, tomatoes, radishes, onions, with one lemon's worth of juice as a dressing. Simple and delicious.
10/12 - I was in the basement doing laundry when the phone rang. It was Sanda. She was trying to take a shower and all the water disappeared! It just struck me funny to get a phone call from upstairs.
10/16 - Noah successfully completed the big knob shape puzzle. He clapped for himself each time he put in a piece.
Today Noah wore his first hard soled shoes in public. He held my hand all the way to the ShurSave, but it only took that distance for him to get comfortable and now he walks just fine independently.
On this trip was the second time someone asked if the boys were twins. I guess their size difference is hidden when they're riding in the car cart.
Jonathan was wearing his supersuit, which got a few comments. Technically it's a PowerRanger suit, but he really just likes to be Dash from the Incredibles. We're the Incredible family a lot around here. Sanda is Frozone, Jon is Mr.Incredible, I'm Elastigirl, Jonathan's Dash, Noah's Jack-Jack, and of course Violet is invisible. Jonathan likes to pretend the "spider" (that's the big evil robot) is coming and we have to fight it off.
So on the way home, a family was waiting at the bus stop and we talked with them for a while. The dad really enjoyed Jonathan's conversation and Dash's antics and said, "He must be really intelligent. He sounds like I could hire him for a job!"
Sometimes, especially if he's playing with a sword, he turns into Wesley from The Princess Bride, saving me (Buttercup) from the big rats. "Oh, no! A rat is behind you! Don't worry, Buttercup, I'll save you. I love you, Buttercup."
Tonight at dinner, he said, "When Daddy comes home, don't you think we should say something sweet to him, like congratulations, or something?"
Also at tonight's dinner, we had biscuits with a couple of different spreads. Jonathan admired the strawberry jelly, but he RAVED over the mango sauce. He said over and over again that it was his favorite, that he liked it better than the strawberry, etc, etc. Then came the best one: "All the other sauces in my life are not as great as this one."
Aww, I miss you guys!
What a cutie! He watched the Princess Bride at his age and was fine? I think I saw it about the same age and I was scarred for a long time, though I remember liking the story, it was too scary for my little heart to bear.
I don't remember if we stopped it to talk the first time during the fire swamp or not.
Your first time watching was in the theater, where no one could warn you.
We talked to Jonathan ahead of time, telling him about the scary parts and how it would all be fine in the end. Then we continued while watching, with the pause button at the ready.
It worked great!
This is where I rue the fact that I still have eight of my print journals yet to transcribe. :( It would take me more time than I'm willing to devote at the moment to find out how old you (Janet) were when we first saw The Princess Bride. Quite young, I believer. I remember that Grandpa took us, and you and I left the theater because you couldn't stand it. I know I tried to convince you to go back in, so that you would see that it all came out all right at the end. I think I succeeded, but I don't remember for sure.
You watched it again, at your 13th birthday sleepover party. I don't know how you handled it, because I was asleep at that point. :)
I still worry about very young children watching movies, because of their incompletely developed ability to distinguish fantasy from reality. But the way Jonathan watched The Princess Bride movies is a huge improvement over yours. I couldn't warn you about the scary parts because I hadn't seem them myself.
We should have learned form Heather's similar experience, which was with Disney's Pinocchio. We didn't leave the theater, but she did "watch" part of the movie (the whale scene) with her face pressed into my chest.
However old I was for Pinocchio, the fright of that whale scene is burned in my memory. It does make me think more, reflecting on this now.
Thanks to the Internet Movie Database, which provided release dates for the movies, I was able to find the diary entries for when we saw Pinocchio and The Princess Bride. My comments were no more illuminating than what I've already written, but I can report that for the former, Heather was 5 1/4 and Janet 2 3/4. For the latter, Heather was 8 1/4 and Janet 5 3/4. What's interesting is that five seemed to be a particularly sensitive age for both. The younger Janet didn't have any problem with Pinocchio, and the older Heather really enjoyed The Princess Bride.