The Three Little Big Jars

I had written this post a week or so ago and never got around to posting it... SO here it is!

So, two year olds never cease to amaze me. 

George’s new thing is listening to and telling stories, which has just come about overnight.  Apparently, the teachers read fairytales to them at daycare (which is one of the few goods things they do at daycare), and George has been eating it up. 

Well, we were at Lowe’s last night looking at Christmas trees, and passed a row of rocking chairs sitting right across from the tree display, when he stops, tells me I am to “sit in dat chair right there, momma!” and wait for him. 

“OK,” I thought, “this might be interesting and entertaining, or at least make me look like the crazy woman who lets her toddler run wild around the home improvement store?” 

I figured I’d done worse, so I’d just go with it.

George proceeds to run and hide behind a tree, just to turn around and walk right back out to the chair.  And by walk, I mean sprint as fast as his two year old legs would carry him, almost knocking over a nice elderly couple tree shopping nearby.

“I da BIG BAD WOLF Momma, I gonna huff and blow your house down!” he yelled mid-run.  He almost launches himself into my lap but stops short, bends over, and blows as hard as he could on the armrest of the rocker.  Then takes off giggling like only a two year old can and sprints back behind the display tree. 

Since I thought it was hilarious and pretty harmless encourage creative and inventive play, I let him pretend he was the big bad wolf and run around in that corner of the store for at least ten minutes.  I figured since we weren’t destroying anything, and since Jar is a former employee of that very store, that we were ok doing an impromptu 3 Little Pigs reenactment…

Once we got home, I asked George if he wanted me to tell him stories, to which he gave a very enthusiastic YES!  So, I did my best pig and wolf impressions, and we acted out the Three Little Pigs.  When I asked him what he wanted to do next, he said “DA TREE LITTLE BEARS!!!”

So, I fumbled my way through that one (and realized I really needed to brush up on my fairytales, I’m pretty sure I added some details that weren’t in the original story, but I got the basics of it).

When I asked Levi what story he wanted to hear next, his response got me a little choked up.

“Tell me about the Tree Little Big Jar’s, Mommy!  Da one’s in Iwack!”

*Sigh*

Since before Jar left, we’ve been telling George he’s going to Iraq with lots of camels, sand and haji.  So, I told him a happy story about 3 Big Little Jar’s that played with camels, sand and haji.  I’m glad he’s too young to understand everything now, but I’m happy he remembers Jar.  We talk about Jar a lot, and George will always bring him up at the strangest times, but it always makes me smile!

Also, for your reading pleasure, I think I’m going to start writing children’s books.  Here is the cover art for the first one!  ; )