Looking at a child’s scribbles is sometimes like looking at a 2-dimensional snapshot of a 4th-dimensional scene recorded over a span of time. In many cases, you aren’t seeing a static image but an entire story, from start to finish, in one frame. Gives you a different perspective on a child’s drawings if you think of it this way.

I was witness to the birth of these as the artist narrated what was going on…

The upper left-corner image is his family members going for a walk and then going into the family race car for a drive (every family has a family race car, right?)

The upper right corner image is a motorcycle going around a race track with increasing speed.

The bottom image is a man who is being chased by lava and isn’t very happy about it because it eventually catches up to him and gets him.

…and this is the pose of a Stuffed Lion who has seen Great Love by a Little Boy.

Not quite Pooh, but Close Relative

YES! The phrase “Gwampa don’t eat my cars and don’t sleep on them, ok? Ok?” has just easily rolled off the grandboy’s lips.

I have worked very hard to establish my reputation here in the household 😀

The grandboy is singing at the top of his lungs while sitting on the toilet.

One of these days I’ll work up the guts to do this at work

Mamasan made some signs for grandboysan to use when he’s playing with his cars. Now they have places to go!

He did the coloring bits of course

I wonder how long it’ll take my grandson to realise that I call that one guy “Octopus Prime” on purpose.

He keeps gently correcting me like I’m soft in the head 🙂

I’m filling up the truck at a local shop and am reminded of an encounter with the attendant at the register.

My grandson and I had gone in to get snacks and drink and of course the boy zeroes in on the bags of sweets…

“Chocolate. I want chocolate, pleeeeez”, sweetly he says as he points to the treasure assortment right at toddler arm level.

“No, not now. We’re here for other snacks. Chocolate is too messy on a hot day and you just got that clean shirt on. ”

“Pleeeeze” ☺ Again the cuteness.

The attendant, trying to be helpful: “We don’ sell chocolate. No chocolate here. No can get”

The boy and I look at the lunkhead with probably the same expressions on our faces…

The boy: “But. This. Chocolate.”

Attendant: “No. not chocolate”

And suddenly I can see how chocolate and WMD can become the same thing, in the right situation…

Last grand-story for today, I promise

We were having a typical discussion yesterday while washing the truck in the driveway. I casually mentioned I was going to climb on top of the truck and would jump off, and was met with instant concern:

He: “NO GWUMPA no climbing onna truck. You fall down and and and bonk yer head.”

With this kid, even a whisper is deafening. Seriously, don’t ask him to tell you a secret.

Loud and slobbery, like a goofy dog or a bad date

Ah. It seems my grandson doesn’t just exit a slide in the play area as much as he propels himself out with all the gusto of a fired-up paratrooper… and follows up with karate parkour moves

Ok, so THIS happened during a “nap”

Dishwasher stopped working. Grandboy asked what was wrong with it and I said the power’s not going to it for some reason.

“See? No lights. No power.”

“Ah gwampa no power it no working. It’s dead.”

“Yep”

“You gotta charge it, gwampa. Get the batteries charged, then it’s working again! Plug it in gwampa plug it in ok?”

Gwampa wot’s daaaat? Wot’s dat ting?

Nooo haha your phone is in your hand you silly THAT’S a phone

I don’ know what that’s ting inna picture

…ok, so speaking of memes, it appears that the songsong phrase, “na, na-nee boo-boo” has been rattling around all over the world in slightly different variations and across generations.

I swear i didn’t teach that to my kids. Now the grandboy is tossing it around http://forum.wordreference.com/showthread.php?t=187747