For Mother's Day, Jason bought me a pedometer, something I've wanted for a long while, but never have gotten around to buying for myself. Gavin calls the pedometer my "head monitor," at least that is how he pronounces the word.
Stick with me for a minute, as I tell you about the thermometer in our backyard. It recently stopped working and we've been talking about buying a new one. A week or so ago, Jason took Gavin to the store to pick up a couple of things for dinner. Jason called and said Gavin had something he wanted to ask, then put him on the phone. I heard a garbled bunch of words that I couldn't make sense of. Jason explained that they had found a thermometer that Gavin REALLY wanted to buy. He was really excited by it then, and continues to be excited by it now.
When they got home, they went outside and hung it up in place of the old one. Do you want to know the story I've been hearing since then?
Gavin: Head monitor in Gavin's backyard!
Me: Really?
G: Daddy Gavin put head monitor in Gavin's backyard.
Me: Yes, you and Daddy hung the thermometer up the other day.
G: Head monitor! In Gavin backyard!
What an ape he is. Gavin, I mean. This has nothing to do with head monitors at all, but as I finish typinf this up, I looked down into the family room to see Jason squatting in front of the TV, watching the tense last minutes of the Korea v France World Cup game, and there is Gavin, squatting beside him, his squat exactly mimicking his daddy's. Everything we do these days, Gavin copies to a T. I lay down on the floor to play, he lays down exactly like me. Jason has his hands on the table a certain way during dinner, and so does Gavin. So funny, and so hard not to laugh at in its darlingness.
Posted by allison at June 18, 2006 04:43 PM