One of my favorite things about age 2 -- which gets a bad rap -- is the pretending, especially the dizzying identity shifts. In the past five minutes we've been a mama turtle and a baby turtle, switching to a mama seal and a baby seal when it was pointed out that baby turtles don't nurse. After confirming that baby elephants could also nurse, Pete decided we were elephants (rendered "evidids") instead.
"Baby evidids use toiet?" he wanted to know, when I asked if he needed to make a bathroom stop. "They don't pee on their moms," I told him. Baby evidids do, however, use cell phones. Pete fished mine out of my pocket and told me he was calling the daddy evidid. Daddy evidid can be reached at 007. I guess that makes me the turtle-seal-elephant bride of James Bond.
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