Max just had a major language explosion over lunch! Apparantly, Sarah says he's been trying to say the word "banana" for a while. Now, it's probably helpful for you to have some background info about me. I unashamedly look at mealtime not merely as a nutritional experience but as an educational one as well. Much like Pavlov used food as a tool to explore the intracasies of classical conditioning, so I strive to follow in his footsteps to impart knowledge to my progeny at mealtimes. Today, this consisted of me looking at Max while making funny faces and saying: "Banana. Ba - na - na. Banana. Can you say 'Banana?'" all the while waving a piece of said fruit in my hand. It's all very complicated psychology, so I won't go any deeper into it here.
Well, today we struck gold! After a few failed attempts at getting Max to say "banana" (and recieving telepathic messages from him mainly including the phrase: "Orange you glad I didn't say banana?") I turned away to prepare the rest of his highly nutritious and educational lunch experience. With my back turned (and no more banana coming his way) Max screamed to get my attention: "NA BA!"
I swirled back around 180 degrees to see him, barely pausing to grab another piece of banana at about degree #62, and I resumed the educational modus explained above. Max then proceeded to try several different ways to say "banana." They included:
Ba na!
Ba na ma!
Ba ma ma!
And, as you can see, we are clearly well on the way to learning our next important food word... "Bahama Mama."
He also decided to use this time to say "Da Da" (a rarity) and "Ma Ma" and remind me through his signs that he went swimming with Mommy and Daddy yesterday. Nice.
To digress for a moment, Max is sitting on my lap as I'm writing this... reaching for the keyboard. By observing the sheer force of his determination to contribute to this post, he obviously very strongly wants you all to know the following:
nbfbbbhhh n n b f n
Presumably, you will know what this means, as I, alas, do not.
One final note to all the moms and dads out there in TV land... while I readily admit that staying home with a child / children is excruciatingly hard work, it has been a major blessing to spend so much quality time with Max today... time that I hope no parent ever takes for granted.
Until next time, faithful viewers, this is Blaze Johnson, signing off....
