Broken Record

The kids learning valuable life lessons.

I don't recall this phase with Soen, but lately Sadie has been repeating things over and over and over again. Her monologues, if you will, go from being annoying to really annoying to maddening to wow, that's actually kind of impressive, and finally to the point where the words cease to mean whatever it was they once meant to you and you find yourself questioning the very nature of reality.

The other day in the car it started to rain and Sadie made a rather salient point about it: "Raining, Daddy. Raining." "That's right, Sadie. It's raining." Pause. "Raining, Daddy. Raining. Raining, Soen. Raining." Pause. "Raining." And on and on and on. She would have kept going except that it finally stopped raining. Perhaps even Mother Nature had had enough. But then she started with, "No rain, Daddy. No rain..."

The other night we were all eating dinner and we heard a strange noise. For whatever reason Sadie got scared by the noise. After telling her that there was nothing to be scared of, I said, "Do I look scared?" and smiled my most winning smile (the kind where if we had been on a TV show there would have been a little starburst emanting from my teeth.) She seemed more at ease. Then, being the ass that I am, I said, "Do I look scared now?" And I made what I thought was a silly impression of a scared face. Sadie, however, failed to see the humor and started to cry. There goes the Father of the Year Award.

Anyway, Wife picked her up and walked her around the house to prove there was nothing to be scared of. Finally they opened the front door and saw Gromit sitting there, so Wife said that it must have been Gromit who made the noise. They came back into the kitchen and Sadie said, "Gromit noise, Daddy. Gromit noise."
"Oh that silly Gromit."
"Gromit noise."
Pause
"Gromit noise. Gromit noise, Daddy. Gromit noise, Soen. Gromit noise, Mommy. Gromit noise."
"Yep that's right, Sadie. Gromit noise."
Pause
"Gromit noise. Gromit noise, Mommy."
And on and on and on and on. Until finally even Soen was like, please stop saying that before we all go insane. The next morning she started in again with the Gromit noise. And the day after that. And even this morning, although, thank the gods, she only mentioned it in passing.

I vaguely remember being a little concerned that Sadie wasn't speaking as much as her brother did at her age. Someday I'll learn to stop worrying about those things.

Ah, who am I kidding?