It is important to note, especially for those who may be fearing for our sanity, that Jonah has progressed past Mary Had a Little Lamb to an appreciation of all seven pre-recorded songs on his WinFun Concert Master Violin. I have tried to video the seriousness with which he holds the violin, chin pressed to the chin rest, hand properly holding bow sawing across the “strings” to the various melodies; after each song ends, he presses the button to start the next song; sometimes standing in place, sometimes wandering minstrel. But so far the moment is only available live. You’ll have to come over and see it for yourself.
The keyboard? Scott told Jonah it was broken and we had to send it back, and then he hid it. We are going to take the back off, as many reviewers on Amazon mention, and snip the wires to the pre-recorded songs button. He will be sad, but we are hoping he’ll get over it.
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Despite our best efforts to clean up our language, Jonah has figured out swearing. Yesterday morning he dropped a toy he was playing with and said, quite clearly, “dammit.”
What did you say? I asked. Dammit, he answered. We don’t say that word, Jonah. We say Darnit. He tried that out. Darnit.
Last night, as I was changing his diaper, a propos of nothing, he shouted, Dammit Dammit Dammit! and giggled maniacally. I think he may even have uttered a “Cheezus!”
Yeah, he knows what’s up.
I blame Scott, and Scott blames himself, so we’re all in agreement on that.
But then…
Then, this morning, I dropped something and before I could stop myself I said, Cr*p.
Instantly he mimicked, Cr*p! and giggled maniacally.
It had to happen sooner or later, right?