Rock A Bye Bob

Elliot was just singing “Rock A Bye Baby” to Bob (his lamby). But instead of singing “bough”, he was singing “ball.”

When I corrected him, he told me, “No, it’s ball. When I was in your tummy I went to the Rock A Bye Baby song museum. You opened your mouth and the sound waves went down your throat and into my ears. That’s how I know the song – cuz I went to the song museum and heard it.”

Doing Puzzles

“But, Bets, I ROCK at doing puzzles. Rock means you do really great. So I’m doing the puzzle – cuz I rock.”

Scratchy Things

This morning Elliot and I were cuddling on the couch with a blanket over us. We were watching Sid the Science Kid on PBS and the subject of the episode was scratchy things. As Elliot was rubbing his feet against my legs, he said, “Mommy, the beard on your legs is scratchy!”

I guess it must be time to shave. :D