After the longest drought on record for the last 50 years last night it finally – after six months – started to <drum roll>: RAIN! And if I say rain, I mean pour! Marble Falls in the Hill Country got 4″ (10cm) within hours out of one storm.
So when we were driving to Daycare this morning still in heavy rain from a thunderstorm the following conversation occurred:
Me: Do you see all the rain?
Ro (with big grin): Yeees!
Me: Where does the rain come from?
Ro (confident): From the sky!
Me: Yes, but from where in the sky?
Ro: From the clouds!!!
Me: Yes! But where do the clouds get the water from?
Ro (after a pause): From the water ball!

Me: The water bottle?
Ro: No, water ball!!! BALL!
(This is a water tower that is ball shaped outside our neighborhood).
Me: Ah! That could be! 🙂

I think I learned something …
I didn’t want to spend the rest of my commute on the concept of condensation and evaporation, so I left it at that. 🙂

Ro got a toy airplane set with a terminal building and lots of accessories for his birthday from one of his friends. He was playing lots and lots with it this morning. After an hour or so of playing with it at the kitchen table he finally flew it over to his play corner and started loading it up with cars, when the following dialog occured:

MrsM: Are you loading up the plane?

Ro: Yes, my cars go in there.

MrsM: Cars don’t go into planes, people do!

Ro: Yes, they do! – It’s a “car-go” plane!!!

Saturday was Ro’s best friend’s birthday party. We joined the day care crowd at a local outdoor entertainment venue.
The equipment, while technically outdated was very functional and Adi and his friends had a blast while riding Ponies, riding the Chu-chu train, flying airplanes hanging off chains or driving boats in real water around in circles. This place was a welcome change to the indoor playscape places we’ve been going to for the laast couple of friends’ birthdays.

Yesterday Ro and I were playing with an Easter Egg coloring kit. We had bought one of those all in one theme kits, that come with coloring tabs, stickers, egg holders, some game cards and more stickers – all Sesame Street themed.
While we were playing with the contents and the box the following dialog happened:
Ro: which sticker do you want?
Me: I don’t know, let me look.
Ro: Here… (giving me the sticker sheet and patiently waiting for me to choose my sticker)
Me: I take the green one
Ro: OK, (peeling and very serious now), they sometimes don’t come off like that…
(I love it when he shares his rich life experience with me :))
Me: Let me look at the box what stickers there are
Ro: there’s no sticker on the box
(The box showed a bunch of colorful eggs decorated with all kinds of stickers)
Me: *yes*, there are stickers on the box (me now pointing to them on the front of the box)
Ro: (looking very interested, holding the box up against the light in an angle and claiming): Naaa, that’s no sticker! – That’s a picture!!!

Of course he was right. The box had a picture of eggs with stickers, not the stickers themselves. Funny how we use language in context never thinking much about it….

Ro (staring at my glass filled with an orange liquid): Daddy, what’s this?
Me: that’s campari-orange.
Ro: I want juice, too.
Me: This juice is for grown ups!
Ro: I *am* grown up!
Me: No, you’re a toddler, not a grown up – you’ll be three!
Ro: No, I’m a grown up, I *am*!!  – I use the green soap!

Funny way to prove his age.
The green soap bar is only used by me in the house, all other soaps, including his, come from soap dispensers.

Ro loves stickers. He frequently asks for his little car stickers, horse stickers or any sort of stickers we give him for good behavior. No wonder that he served himself with H-class stickers @43cents a pop from the counter the other day. I’m wondering were we’re going to send him now! 🙂
Here’s the stamps booklet after peeling the usable ones back off his body:

When we were driving yesterday, Ro said: “Look, break, the trees are green!”.

!!?!

MrsM and I were looking at each other, just trying to figure out what that should mean. I went on to fill in with “yes, the trees are green!”. But Ro insisted: “yes, break, green trees”.

MrsM and I both agreed to just let go of this, when it dawned on me that “spring break” had just finished the week before and we had mentioned it many times, because we love the light commute traffic during this university free time. So he had connected the word “spring” and “break” and used them interchangeably to describe the green trees. So cute. So glad I could figure his little mind’s logic out. He’s learning from anything we say. Can’t be careful enough…