Jonah holds one of his
A couple of today’s vignettes from life with Jonah (our 3 year old):
1. Nothing quite brings you down to earth (nor makes you more humble) than cleaning up your son’s throwup which he’s spewed in at least 14 different locations over 100 square feet or more (incuding my own glasses and face!)!! I guess, though, that if I were truly humble I wouldn’t even be telling you about my great sacrifice today for the greater family good. I’d just swallow my gut and go on.
In a way, I don’t deserve too much sympathy because I’m probably the culprit who gave the virus to both him and my wife (who’s sicker than both of us right now).
2. Jonah has a placemat at the dinner table which contains graphic representations of the numerals 1 to 10. At every meal, he points at one or more numbers and asks what it is. Tonight, he pointed at the number 10 and said: “Ut is dat?” (“what is that?”). “Ten,” I answered. Then he giggled: “At two nummahs!” (“That’s two numbers”) Then he really started to chuckle. Imagine my son wondering at the absurd (to a 3 year old) possibility that a single number (10) can consist of two numbers! Should I get ready his application to the Institute for Advanced Study, anyone (just kidding)?