I recently decided to try my hand at geocaching, and since there was a cache hidden not far from our house, I quickly drove to find it during Devin’s nap one day (while Jene was at home).
I did find it, but, oops, I also locked my keys in the car and had to walk home. When Devin woke up I gave him some mixed nuts and told him we were going for a walk to get the car. He took it to mean I’d lost the car and we were going to find it, and when we drive past the place he still points out that that’s where we ‘found’ the car.
Despite a sudden and inexplicable fear of playgrounds, Devin seems to have no fears at all when it comes to climbing on the many piles of wood in the yard… The first time he did it, he told me, “I’m climbing because I’m an elf.” Then he continued to repeat, “I’m an elf, I’m an elf, I’m an elf” as he clambered about. Where did that come from? I have no idea. I can only assume the knowledge gained during my intense obsession with Lord of the Rings was assimilated into my genes and passed on to Devin.
We got new neighbours earlier this year – a family with three young boys. Sometimes they talk and play with Devin through the fence, but usually only briefly because we have to go or they have to go (though we did pass him over to have a proper play recently).
Devin likes to push this paint roller around, and on that day after he’d come to check in with me during his solo playing, he told me, “I just go back over and wait for the boys. My roller will make them happy.”
They weren’t home, but he waited there for a good ten minutes. It absolutely melted my heart.
This is what he did when I asked him to smile. So, there’s that…
One of Jene’s gift choices for Devin’s birthday was a Stomp Rocket Junior, and what a good decision it was. Such a simple concept and lots of fun.
For all of us.
And yes, since you asked, I do have video of Devin using it…
This thing was floating around blogs almost a year ago where people recorded themselves as a demonstration of their accents and dialects… I did it but never posted it, possibly because I didn’t like my hair. Or the way my voice sounded. Or my answers. Or the inflection of my voice. I don’t know. Now I just think it’s really funny – mostly for the last ten seconds. It also serves to remind me how much Devin’s speech has progressed within the last year.
In case you can’t understand my lazy Australian accent, the words are – aunt, route, wash, oil, theatre, iron, salmon, caramel, fire, water, sure, data, ruin, crayon, toilet, New Orleans, pecan, both, again, probably, spitting image, Alabama, lawyer, coupon, mayonnaise, syrup, pyjamas, caught.
What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?
What is the bug that when you touch it, it curls into a ball?
What is the bubbly carbonated drink called? (I said fizzy drink, but soft drink would have been more accurate. Also, the only thing we call Coke is Coke.)
What do you call gym shoes?
What do you say to address a group of people?
What do you call the kind of spider that has an oval-shaped body and extremely long legs?
What do you call your grandparents?
What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?
What do you call it when rain falls when the sun is shining? (Yeah, I really didn’t stress enough how much I don’t like sun showers.)
What is the thing you use to change the TV channel?
I try to sit with Devin and do things like this, but he’s not really into it. The only reason he’s sitting calmly in this video is because he has Smarties. And even that only lasts until the crayons piss him off.
The crayons are the StudioSKINKY Playon Baby Crayon, and they are fantastic. Devin has thrown them on the tiled floor a million times and they’ve never chipped, let alone broken. He can also easily hold and draw with them and, as you can see, they’re fun to stack. They’re some of my happiest purchases.
And the music is Devin Townsend’s ‘Christeen’, which is stuck in my head pretty much all the time.
I have never posted a video on here before, so here is one from a couple of weeks ago in which Devin continues to remind me of his ‘injury’ (i.e. a slight scratch from a dry leaf), and I sound almost normal after a week-long cold. Musical guest appearance by the Mr. Whippy van.