August 08, 2008

brief update, with documentation

So lately I've been trying to teach Elliot to say, "I'm volatile!" Because all of a sudden, Elliot is kind of volatile. Brandon says that, despite my obvious hilarity, I'm not really doing Elliot any favors here and should probably instead teach him to say something useful and communicative, like, "I'm frustrated!"

I agree to a point, except I'd say that what's new and interesting for Elliot these days isn't frustration, which is old news, but volatility--that is, being really loud and pissed in the face of frustration. We hear, "aaaAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!" noises around here a lot more than we used to. I think it is a taste of two-dom to come. We'll see.

So, there's the volatility--that's real, that's something that's going on. But mostly, you guys, our life could be a big documentary called "why toddlers are awesome," or, "why it's worth it to have children," or, "you too can live on sesame street." Elliot is so chatty and fun right now, and he just goes around petting zoos and block parties and backyards befriending people left and right.

Like here's one story--a couple of weekends ago we were at this sidewalk restaurant thing (with TJ; hi TJ!) and Elliot kept wandering over to the doorway of the neighboring store, a place called "His Stuff" which sells fancy gay men overpriced t-shirts and jeans (basically). Elliot was attracted to the music wafting from open door, some club beat, "uhChaUhChaUhCha," etc. He stood there in the doorway dancing for a while, before he looked down and noticed that several leaves and some dirt had blown into the doorway. "Dirty," he assessed. So he came back to the table, grabbed his broom (we had just purchased it, but now we do often take it with us in case of emergency sweeping needs) and started sweeping the entryway. "I cleaning!" he said, still shaking his wee booty. The staff should there bewildered for a while--what do you do at the fancy gay man store when a toddler decides you're not keeping the place clean?--before reaching the obvious conclusion that they should start dancing too, which they did.

I mean, really! I don't even know what to tell you. And it's not just Elliot, it's all of his peers, too, it's this magical not-quite-two time. It's like he's in his own toddler movie, a new genre closely related to the musical comedy, or like he's a very young mary poppins or something. He runs fast, he talks about cows and garbage cans, he dances on the beach.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Jack is begging to watch this video again.

Roxanne said...

FINALLY I have a few minutes on-line, love this post, ANni is indeed throwing random fits, glad to knwo it is not only becuase I dragged her half way across the world (although I am sure that is part of it- poor kid) but I taught her to say "anni tragic" as that pretty much describes it. Miss you all! Hope you are having a great summer in the city!!

Roxanne said...

FINALLY I have a few minutes on-line, love this post, ANni is indeed throwing random fits, glad to knwo it is not only becuase I dragged her half way across the world (although I am sure that is part of it- poor kid) but I taught her to say "anni tragic" as that pretty much describes it. Miss you all! Hope you are having a great summer in the city!!

Kate said...

I am going to briefly hijack this thread to recommend reading this: http://www.salon.com/mwt/feature/2008/08/19/sandra_tsing_loh/

It's focus is public education but it has got some interesting points on class and raising kids in urban enviorns. Plus Tsing Loh is pretty funny.

Anonymous said...

Gonna try posting the link again...

Anonymous said...

People should read this.