We started doing workbooks/activity books in addition to reading with Ryan before bed. He always liked workbooks, and I like the idea of him continuing to learn during the summer when the only thing he seems to absorb otherwise is “You’re not my boss” and various other phrases from camp.
The page we were on last night was all about the letter V. There were three pictures – a violin, a vase and something that didn’t start with V. You had to ‘X’ out the one that didn’t begin with V. So I point to the first picture and Ryan says, “Violin. Vvvvvv. Yeah, that begins with V.” Then he looks at the second picture.
“What is it? A bottle?”
“Nope. I’ll give you a hint – you put flowers in it.”
“OH! A vase! Like the Wizard a Vase!”
I love how kids think.
It reminds me of all the ways we mangled song lyrics as kids. I have a friend (who is probably reading this) who thought the chorus in Paul Young’s Every Time You Go Away went, “Every time you go away… you take a piece of meat with you.” Or the chorus of Elton John’s Tiny Dancer, “Hold me closer Tony Danza…”
What were some of your all-time favorite lyrical mess-ups?
