Out of the mouths of babes...

So last week, the Little Man composed his first poem.  He was at the park, on the on the swings.   I wasn't there, so I'm reporting this second hand.

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I do swing
Fone ring ring ring.

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I think he's a better poet than I am.

Out of the mouths of babes...

So last week, the Little Man composed his first poem.  He was at the park, on the on the swings.   I wasn't there, so I'm reporting this second hand.

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I do swing
Fone ring ring ring.

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I think he's a better poet than I am.

And just a few more words...

While it might seem as if the phrase uttered by my son detailed in the last entry was mere happenstance, a coincidence of words, or some such, tonight we have evidence that it is not.   This evening my wife took him to the park again, and asked him if he wanted to go on the swing.  And he repeated the very same couplet.  This many days later he still remembers what he's said.  Not shabby for a 21 month old.

At the very least, it proves that word play is in his nature, and that's an exciting thing.  Perhaps that Mysterio* T-shirt will prove true.

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And just a few more words...

While it might seem as if the phrase uttered by my son detailed in the last entry was mere happenstance, a coincidence of words, or some such, tonight we have evidence that it is not.   This evening my wife took him to the park again, and asked him if he wanted to go on the swing.  And he repeated the very same couplet.  This many days later he still remembers what he's said.  Not shabby for a 21 month old.

At the very least, it proves that word play is in his nature, and that's an exciting thing.  Perhaps that Mysterio* T-shirt will prove true.

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