I took the kids to an outdoor shopping area near our house today and enjoyed the Christmas decorations before the inevitable decoration clean up coming around the corner.
Broadway and Imagineer, my 11 and 9 year old daughters, enjoyed the walk about in and around the many decorated stores. Bam Bam, however, when walking around stores acts like a monkey who has just been freed from his cage.
I’m not kidding. He beats his chest and makes monkey noises, he tries to dart ahead of us, he hides behind large planters, all while giggling and dancing. He will jump up on me and say “hold me, hold me”, while wrapping his arms around me for a hug. How can I resist? The energy of a five year old boy is something to witness. 🙂
He makes us smile all the time with his silliness. Another recent silly Bam Bam story that I believe will be filed in the family favorites file for quite some time is the following……..
Broadway’s fifth grade class finished colonial week at her school right before vacation started. Bam Bam kept saying that his sister was doing “conolio week”. He would ask her every day when she arrived home in her colonial garb, “how was conolio day today?” We would correct him and explain that there was an “l”sound after the first “o”, but it just never registered with him.
He said conolio every day for the two weeks of colonial days. It might be because of the laughter that would erupt every time he said conolio that he continued the mispronunciation. Perhaps we were encouraging him a bit, I admit. The kid loves an audience that enjoys his craziness.
Sometimes, he would run around the house, saying “conolio” over and over, just to show us that it was indeed conolio and not colonial. So, needless to say, we refer to colonialism as conolioism now. 🙂