Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Notes

1.
I hate when people correct other people's grammar, but I can't help myself. I must become what I hate and say it here for all (all 3 of you, anyway) to hear: The possessive form of the word "it" is "its", not "it's". No apostrophe; just i t s. I'm not thinking of anyone specific here. It's just that this error is so common, and so common on blogs -- even writers' blogs -- that I had to post this li'l ol' public service announcement as part of my ongoing effort to make the world a better place.

2.
Sometimes when I'm walking with my 2-year-old we sing "Mr. Golden Sun" and whenever we do, as soon as we finish the song she asks me to be Mr. Golden Sun, so I talk in a low, Big Guy sort of voice and tell her how much I like her and her sister and brother and how I enjoy shining down on them etc. and she asks me questions and it goes on for quite a while until I have to say "okay, I'm mama again now" and try to distract her so that it doesn't go on forever.

She does this with a lot of our games now, carries them on way past the point of my own ability to enjoy myself. The worst "game" is Batman and Robin, where she announces that she's Batman and I'm Robin, and I say things like "holy heart failure Batman! You've got to get rid of that bomb!" and "To the Batmobile Batman!" and she -- and this is the rather trying part of this game -- she doesn't really do anything much. Oh sometimes she closes her eyes and pretends to sleep, or makes little mousy noises and looks around as if to say "Who's talking to me?" but she never really plays along. I'm not sure what she gets out of it, but I know that I don't know what's going on. The problem is that it's a little harder to distract her from this game because she's really into being Batman, even if Batman doesn't do a whole lot. I think she just likes me being her side-kick, or ward, or whatever Robin is. Maybe it makes her feel powerful and hey, I'm all for that. Even if she does make Robin make all the decisions, speak all the dialogue, drive the Batmobile and save her from, er, sleep? Basically being Robin is just like being Mama, but with sillier alliterative expressions. I'll do it all if it makes her happy, even as I silently long for the day when she moves on to another obsession. I'll even wear an antimacassar as a cape occasionally, but I draw the line at wearing beige tights. Not even for my baby.

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