Thursday, October 28, 2010

The Perils of Sitting Near Me

One of the results of being responsible for keeping many pairs of small ears clean is that I obsessively examine the ears next to me. In this afternoon's meeting, I had to fold my hands in my lap to keep from attending to my neighboring colleague's ear. I think that would not have fallen into HR-acceptable conduct.

In other news, we are seeing the direct results of behavior modeling. Every time Q-ster finishes a piano practice pieces, Buster calls out, "Good job!"

More non sequitur theater:
The boys are enjoying Lego Rock Band with SwingDaddy, and Q-ster has become quite proficient at the Easy setting on drums. Buster contributes by singing. It sometimes takes some extensive interpretation to identify the songs he hums afterwards during dinner. Tonight, I figured out he was wailing, "Shot through the heart, and you're to blame, you give love . . . a bad name!"

No more perfect song for a two year old.

3 comments:

Amber said...

I once came thisclose to spit-washing a colleague's face. But, really, that peanut butter was indefensible.

Stimey said...

I too have an at time unbearable need to pick things off of people.

Bob said...

Good Job!