I've written more than once here about watching my eldest grandson Grant on Tuesdays since I've semi-retired from my job. Well, Grant's in pre-school now so I've got his younger brother Luke on Tuesdays. That's him rummaging through my collection of Mardi Gras beads.
At first I was a bit nervous watching this one as he's only seventeen months old. Grant was well over two years old when he started at bumpa's daycare. He was able to communicate for the most part. The only time Luke puts more than two words together is when he says, "Here ya go."
Example . . . I prepared my absolute favorite lunch for him this week, a ground bologna sandwich. Even cut it up into small pieces to make it easier to eat. I put it on his high chair tray and he wouldn't touch it. What??? As you can tell from the picture, he doesn't turn his nose up at much in the way of edibles. But he did my ground bologna.
As I began plucking the pieces from his tray, and eating most myself, FINALLY the little guy picked one up himself. Ah, so NOW you want to share grandpa's favorite sandwich. But instead, he handed it to me and said, "Here ya go."
So I signed him up for a "Book Babies" program at our local library. His mother wondered about that, thinking it might only provide him with an opportunity to piledrive the other toddlers. I thought it might prove enlightening, at least to me since I wondered what kind of masochistic librarian would try to instruct a room full of charges all under the age of two.
There were about nine other moms in the children's reading room. I was the only grandpa (the only guy as well). The moms all spread out on the floor. I took a chair. Luke actually behaved quite well. He only tried to ransack the reading room after the structured reading program had ended.
I was surprised that most of the babies actually were respectfully quiet while the librarian demonstrated hand games and read a few books. Luke wasn't quite as respectful when it was time for us all to read along with the librarian. First it was a very loud raspberry. Then he'd shout very loud whenever the librarian would finish a sentence.
Finally, he decided to join in and actually did a pretty good job of reading along in the book, translating from English to more familiar baby talk. But he also began gnawing on the library book when I was distracted. That's a definite no-no.
C'mon, Luke. Can't you demonstrate for the lady that you belong in this class? There were a few toddlers actually talking rather plainly. And others who participated in the games and followed instructions. And then there was Luke who grabbed the staff phone, opened drawers and put a basket for a beanbag-toss game over his head.
Then the librarian was collecting her books back from all the moms and me. Luke held the book out, saying, "Here ya go." WOW! Did you catch that? This kid IS a prodigy, miss. Unfortunately, her back was turned when Luke followed the one instruction to the letter.
Well, there's next Tuesday