You probably don’t need me (or anyone else) to sing to you in order for you to finish your dinner, but sometimes ol’ Benny Boo does.
With the attention span of a disinterested cat, sometimes it takes exaggerated enthusiasm to remind Bennett to stay on task. And when singing You Are My Sunshine gets old, the ABC’s are always good for a hearty smile (and cramming in another spoonful of watermelon+banana+grape puree).
So the other day, Brian was working on dinnertime with Bennett. I suggested trying the ABC’s and it worked like a charm.
(Of course it did. It’s brilliant.)
A while later, during Bennett’s bath time, I heard the babe putting up a fuss. Assuming that the magic of the alphabet would work as well in the tub as it did in the kitchen, I heard Brian begin to sing the ABC’s again.
Except I heard this:
…L M N O P QRS Y & Z W X Y&Z… Oh wait, I messed up. A B C…
Stifling a snicker, later that night I asked, “Brian, did I hear you mess up the ABC’s?”
Brian admitted, “Yeah… I was doing two things at once. I can’t do two things at once.”
I overheard the exact same thing over the monitor this morning when he was changing Bennett’s diaper. Then he mumbled to himself, “Oh, I did it again. I can’t multitask.”
He loves sabotaging the alphabet. At least our play mat is still safe.