Our downstairs office has recently turned into a toddler version of Michael's. Neighborhood kids can even come once a week and get 40% off one regularly priced item. There is construction paper, pens, finger paint, clay, playdoh, asbestos, and rat poison; I really got to clear out those last two items.
The kids are very interested in mastering the use of scissors. I think this is because they mastered the use of machetes last week, and the week before they mastered the meat slicer. Emma and Andrew will come up to me with a piece of construction and ask me to draw different shapes that they can cut out.
Emma came up to me and said, "Daddy, can you draw me shapes?"
"Sure," I answered. "Here's a circle. A square. A triangle. And what else should I draw?"
"I know," chimed Emma. "A cylinder!"
I wanted to call Emma a show-off, but I acquiesced and drew her a nice cylinder.
"Thank you, Daddy!" said Emma and she skipped back to the activity table.
Andrew saw what I did for Emma, so he came up to me and said, "Daddy, can you draw me shapes too?"
"Hmm...what kind of shapes do you want?" I asked.
"Same as Emma," answered Andrew.
So I drew a circle, a square, a triangle, and a cylinder, and handed it to Andrew.
Andrew looked puzzled, pointed to the cylinder, and said with surprised confusion, "Wha dat?!?"
Too create less confusion, I answered, "A popsicle." And Andrew, too, skipped happily back to the table.
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