Cu Me, Cu Me, Cu Me
Isaac is learning all kinds of new things at school and home. One of them is manners. We have had the "please" and "thank you" thing working for more than a year now, but a recent addition to the manners play book is absolutely hilarious.
Imagine the class room at Goddard--full of colorful toys, three impossibly nice teachers, and 10 or 12 dervishes of energy. There are bound to be collisions and mix ups. One kid is almost certainly going to get in another kid's way. Whether it is going for a toy or getting to a particularly choice pillow for nap time--these dozen or so dervishes are going to impact each other at some point.
So the teachers have begun working on the phrase "excuse me" (there is not much use for it here at home as Isaac has free reign). The kids seem to have only part of the context down. Isaac knows it is used when someone is in your way and you want to get through, but he seems to think that once you say "excuse me" you can do whatever you want to get by.
At the train table on Sunday morning I got an elbow and a stiff arm mixed into a quick litany of "excuse me", which, when said by I-man in rapid succession sounds like: "cu me, cu me, cu me [elbow to the eye socket] cu me, cu me, cu me [stiff arm to the bridge of the nose] cu me, cu me, cu me." Once they start up, the "cu me" litany turns our little two year old boy into the combination of a running back, a bulldozer, and the comic book villan Juggernaut.
Next time someone gets in your way, say cu me, head butt them, and keep going. Or not.
Imagine the class room at Goddard--full of colorful toys, three impossibly nice teachers, and 10 or 12 dervishes of energy. There are bound to be collisions and mix ups. One kid is almost certainly going to get in another kid's way. Whether it is going for a toy or getting to a particularly choice pillow for nap time--these dozen or so dervishes are going to impact each other at some point.
So the teachers have begun working on the phrase "excuse me" (there is not much use for it here at home as Isaac has free reign). The kids seem to have only part of the context down. Isaac knows it is used when someone is in your way and you want to get through, but he seems to think that once you say "excuse me" you can do whatever you want to get by.
At the train table on Sunday morning I got an elbow and a stiff arm mixed into a quick litany of "excuse me", which, when said by I-man in rapid succession sounds like: "cu me, cu me, cu me [elbow to the eye socket] cu me, cu me, cu me [stiff arm to the bridge of the nose] cu me, cu me, cu me." Once they start up, the "cu me" litany turns our little two year old boy into the combination of a running back, a bulldozer, and the comic book villan Juggernaut.
Next time someone gets in your way, say cu me, head butt them, and keep going. Or not.