Beans are neither musical or a fruit...
For those of you who are married or in long-term committed relationsips, I'm sure you already know how different your family is from that of your significant other. But, once you have a child together, those differences, once small and unnoticeable, become much larger issues.
Take, for example, Connor's new favorite song. It's an oldie, but I'm sure all of you know it. I won't delve into the specifics here, but suffice it to say, the consumption of beans and the health of your heart are involved.
A few weeks ago, a well-meaning family member gave Connor a tub of tiny dried beans along with a measuring scoop so he could play with the beans and scoop them in and out of the container. (I say "well-meaning" because these damn beans have been stuck to the bottom of my feet for exactly as long as they've been in the house, but Connor does enjoy making a mess out of them, so I can't really complain.)
Approximately once every day, Connor will decide it's time to play with the beans. Up until last week, he'd just say "beanbeanbeanbean??," until we relented and gave them to him. BUT, after Stacey's dad taught him the aforementioned song about carbohydrates and coronary health, he'll now run up to the container and say, "bean, bean, heart? bean, bean, heart?"
Personally, I was a little miffed. Not that he'd been taught the song, but that I hadn't gotten to teach it to him. Getting back to my original point (finally), Connor probably wouldn't have learned this song from my side of the family. I had to learn it on the bus (the source of most of my worldly knowledge).
On a completely unrelated note, I've been given some grief by a couple of people for getting a wireless rig for my little guitar amp that I keep on a table in our den. After getting it up and running, and playing all over the house, the battery on the transmitter died this morning. (Yeah, I've used it a lot, gimme a break.) With no other choice, I hooked up a cable to my guitar and the amp. What did Connor promptly do? Perhaps the picture below will clue you in.
I'm going to get batteries tomorrow.
Take, for example, Connor's new favorite song. It's an oldie, but I'm sure all of you know it. I won't delve into the specifics here, but suffice it to say, the consumption of beans and the health of your heart are involved.
A few weeks ago, a well-meaning family member gave Connor a tub of tiny dried beans along with a measuring scoop so he could play with the beans and scoop them in and out of the container. (I say "well-meaning" because these damn beans have been stuck to the bottom of my feet for exactly as long as they've been in the house, but Connor does enjoy making a mess out of them, so I can't really complain.)
Approximately once every day, Connor will decide it's time to play with the beans. Up until last week, he'd just say "beanbeanbeanbean??," until we relented and gave them to him. BUT, after Stacey's dad taught him the aforementioned song about carbohydrates and coronary health, he'll now run up to the container and say, "bean, bean, heart? bean, bean, heart?"
Personally, I was a little miffed. Not that he'd been taught the song, but that I hadn't gotten to teach it to him. Getting back to my original point (finally), Connor probably wouldn't have learned this song from my side of the family. I had to learn it on the bus (the source of most of my worldly knowledge).
On a completely unrelated note, I've been given some grief by a couple of people for getting a wireless rig for my little guitar amp that I keep on a table in our den. After getting it up and running, and playing all over the house, the battery on the transmitter died this morning. (Yeah, I've used it a lot, gimme a break.) With no other choice, I hooked up a cable to my guitar and the amp. What did Connor promptly do? Perhaps the picture below will clue you in.
I'm going to get batteries tomorrow.
posted by Carter at 7:31 PM
3 Comments:
Ahhh...that explains why all the cables were hidden in the couch. :)
By the way...the anxious, paranoid mother that I am is very happy you blacked out his eyes. If anyone knows how cute he is they might try to come and get him.
Please note I only repeated to Connor the first part of the beans song; not one word more. After all, beans are heart healthy and USDA promoted. As to what else Carter learned on the bus I cannot attest but I sure Connor will find out his first year on "the big cheese".
Pop, which side of the family do you suppose he's trying to offend? Or maybe he's going for both?
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