We Love Him

Dedicated to you mothers and fathers who are taking pictures of your toddler's antics.

No, he's not a toddler dragging clothes out of the dryer and container lids out of the cupboard. He's a boy, mischievous, full of fun--all boy. Cars totally fascinate him. I seriously considered buying him a car alphabet book several years ago to help him learn the alphabet better. Even though he will celebrate his twelfth birthday in December, he wants his vehicles to have all the extras. His bicycle sometimes carries extra "antennas". Our white vans sprout antennas of thin green branches around the windshield and back door.

He also digs a pothole in right in front of our gate. (We fight to avoid all the potholes we can because we so very often have to replace front end parts on our vehicles.)

He's full of questions about how things work. We gave him the nickname Voprosovitch--son of questions.

He just defined the shape of celery leaves as having the shape of the Renault emblem.

He likes to make people laugh. When he's not trying to purposely make them laugh, he is pretty funny.

Yesterday's had us laughing really hard. He and Seth were involved in a brotherly tussle. We heard him say, "Seth, you're going down! I mean down! uh-- oh-- oh-- (his voice raises in pitch) up-- Seth, you're going up!!"

In the evening, we played the game, Guesstures. Vova got more points than any of the rest of us, acting out words like "stop, behind and stove." After we finished, Dave was glancing through the choices that he had just had. "Vova, here's the word intelligent. Why didn't you act it out?"

His reply, very understandable but funny considering the word. "I didn't know how!"