Juice, Toothpaste, and A Monkey
O likes to pretend to go shopping. He slings on a bag, grabs his primary-colored play grocery cart, asks for imaginary money, and heads off. He likes it when I tell him what he should buy. This morning, I said, "O, what are you going to get at the store?"
He said, "Juice."
I added, "And toothpaste?" He nodded, "Uh huh."
I added, "And a monkey?" He nodded, "Uh huh."
It reminded me of an old Sesame Street skit with a kid going to the store for milk, and a stick of butter, and something else... It was a long time ago.
He came back in a few minutes later, and when I asked him, "Did you find everything at the store? Juice, toothpaste, and a monkey?" he said, "Uh huh."
I wonder did he go to pretend Super WalMart? Where else can you find all of those items?
He said, "Juice."
I added, "And toothpaste?" He nodded, "Uh huh."
I added, "And a monkey?" He nodded, "Uh huh."
It reminded me of an old Sesame Street skit with a kid going to the store for milk, and a stick of butter, and something else... It was a long time ago.
He came back in a few minutes later, and when I asked him, "Did you find everything at the store? Juice, toothpaste, and a monkey?" he said, "Uh huh."
I wonder did he go to pretend Super WalMart? Where else can you find all of those items?
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1 Comments:
it was a loaf of bread. a loaf of bread, a container of milk and a stick of butter. WHY do I still remember that, I don't know... but not nearly as cool as the me and my llama song. (Kate, of course)
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