Wednesday, December 9, 2009

I, Robot

Jackson insists on being called "Jack". If we say, "Monkey" or "Sunshine" or "Silly-head" he counters with "I not, I just Jack!" Jason tends to follow with a W&G "Just Jack" gesture (someday he'll be sorry.)
Sometimes, Jackson pretends to be a puppy, crawls and woof's. After getting a nice scratch behind the ears, he reverts to "Just Jack".
Today, he's told me a couple of times that he is a robot. (Shout out to Elliot!) He follows the statement with some monotone robot speech "I-am-a-ro-bot". At bedtime, he became a robot, and when I asked if he would wear his pants, he said "I-sorry. I-a-ro-bot. No-pants. I-need-my-blank-et."
So, there it is. "I-ro-bot" is the new universal excuse for being disagreeable. Frankly its a huge improvement over the whiny disagreeableness he picked up after getting hooked on PBS's Caillou.

3 comments:

  1. oh my, thanks for the laugh!
    "I a ro-bot. no pants. I need my blank-et"
    bah hahahahahaha!!!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Oh, and I don't like Caillou either. He is so naughty and always whines and talks back to his parents. Plus, that song used to get stuck in my head all day long. Aaaarrrggh!!!

    ReplyDelete