Casper and Penny
Nov. 4th, 2005 05:00 amPenny is the cat. She's warmed up a little to Casper - we still have growling and scratching at space invasions, but we also have the occasional rub against the back of the legs. But Casper still really likes Penny, and it's a riot. She'll interrupt a whiny fit to suddenly say, in her perkiest tones, "Hey Penny!" Last night we allowed a Halloween lollipop after dinner (aside: never did I imagine I would be bribing my kid to eat her dinner by promising salad dressing as a treat) and Casper walked up to Penny and said, "Hey Penny! I have a lollipop!" She's always showing off her toys and food to Penny - it's like she realizes the cat is a sentient being, one who's small like her, but hasn't grasped the essential walnut-sizedness of the cat's brain.
Other things Casper still doesn't quite get: occasionally she still asks to hold something that we see a picture of in a book. No, you can't hold the puppy on the catalog cover. It's a picture. This is an interesting concept for me to watch the brain grapple with.
I love the accidental grammar mishaps. A common one is, "Yes you am!"
I have been up since 3. Partly because I am turning into my mother, who has had a problem with 3-5am insomnia for as long as I can remember, and partly because a stuffy head descended on me with such force that it woke me up. Sniff. Yuck.
Other things Casper still doesn't quite get: occasionally she still asks to hold something that we see a picture of in a book. No, you can't hold the puppy on the catalog cover. It's a picture. This is an interesting concept for me to watch the brain grapple with.
I love the accidental grammar mishaps. A common one is, "Yes you am!"
I have been up since 3. Partly because I am turning into my mother, who has had a problem with 3-5am insomnia for as long as I can remember, and partly because a stuffy head descended on me with such force that it woke me up. Sniff. Yuck.
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Date: 2005-11-05 12:53 am (UTC)Other things Casper still doesn't quite get: occasionally she still asks to hold something that we see a picture of in a book. No, you can't hold the puppy on the catalog cover. It's a picture. This is an interesting concept for me to watch the brain grapple with.
I love watching Alex try to pick up the pictures in her books. Also, recently she learned how to do lift-the-flap books, and now she paws at the pages of all of her books, just in case they have flaps that she doesn't know about. It's very cute.