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A couple months ago, Madeleine discovered her nose.
As a parking spot.
The first time Maddie realized her finger was the same size as her nostril was Christmas morning and a birthday party all wrapped into one. Fortunately for me, she’s not (yet) turned into a nose picker; rather than view her nose as a source of food, she sees it as a musical instrument.
You see, she’s learned that putting a finger up her nose and singing produces the coolest sound ever. She experiments by plugging the nostril, crooning, and holding the note while she moves her finger in and out. She smiles delightedly, even as I rush to end the concert.
So we’re working on reproducing the sound without actually having to park. I’ve taught my daughter to put her finger next to her nose to approximate the same sound without the attractive visual to go with it. Thus far she’s good-naturedly agreed to go along with it.
I fear the fascination may be taking a new turn, though.
Recently at church we stood up as godparents during a dedication ceremony and of course Maddie was with us. She’d attached to a crayon during the service so we nervously allowed her to bring it along; it was white, so what harm could it do?
I can only hope that I was angled away from the video camera while Madeleine happily stuck the crayon up her nose.
Repeatedly.
At least she didn't provide accompanying vocals.
As a parking spot.
The first time Maddie realized her finger was the same size as her nostril was Christmas morning and a birthday party all wrapped into one. Fortunately for me, she’s not (yet) turned into a nose picker; rather than view her nose as a source of food, she sees it as a musical instrument.
You see, she’s learned that putting a finger up her nose and singing produces the coolest sound ever. She experiments by plugging the nostril, crooning, and holding the note while she moves her finger in and out. She smiles delightedly, even as I rush to end the concert.
So we’re working on reproducing the sound without actually having to park. I’ve taught my daughter to put her finger next to her nose to approximate the same sound without the attractive visual to go with it. Thus far she’s good-naturedly agreed to go along with it.
I fear the fascination may be taking a new turn, though.
Recently at church we stood up as godparents during a dedication ceremony and of course Maddie was with us. She’d attached to a crayon during the service so we nervously allowed her to bring it along; it was white, so what harm could it do?
I can only hope that I was angled away from the video camera while Madeleine happily stuck the crayon up her nose.
Repeatedly.
At least she didn't provide accompanying vocals.
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