Meg’s been working diligently over the last few weeks to teach Jamie his full name and address. Jamie’s been unbelievably receptive to this, reciting it almost every time he is asked.
I thought I would seize the opportunity to teach Jamie who the President of the United States is. That way if a late night TV host decides to stick a microphone in his face when he’s older, he’s covered on what somehow seems to be the most frequently missed question.
“Jamie can you say Barack Obama?”
“Bock O’Gamma.”
This happened several times. While grandma will find this cute, to my knowledge she never had those kind of political aspirations. This one is a work in progress.
I love watching Jamie’s brain in action. He’s picked up so much. It is always interesting to see his spin on what he is learning, and how he applies it. Here are a few more recent examples of his interpretations in action:
- Lately we’ve been reading a Shel Silverstein book at night with him, and he points at the people illustrations, and saying “That’s momma,” or “That’s dada.” Some of the illustrations are older people with scraggly hair and beards. I’m not sure I agree with some of his observations, but hey, he’s 2.
- Over the winter we went to a family wedding. As a random female stranger entered the chapel at the church, Jamie started shouting “Mama! Mama! Mama!” He also did the same thing on a walk around the neighborhood with a stranger that looked nothing like his mother. It can make things awkward.
- Just when I expected him to yell “WHERE DID MOMMY GO!!!???” like every other time mommy walks away, he asks me if mommy went downstairs to feed the cat. Put that one in the victory (and impressed) column.
I love watching him expand his vocabulary and figure these concepts out – even if he associates his mom and dad with the old and scraggly. Meanwhile I’ll keep teaching him who the President is.
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