an interview

This is based on a friend's blog. She interviewed her son, so I got curious about how my two young charges would respond.

What’s your favorite smell?

Greta: Huh? Why did you ask? (Because I'm going to write it down.) My favorite smell . . . I don't know. My favorite smell is the smell of bacon.

Graham: My favowite smell is fwuit. (fruit)

Greta: Actually, my favorite smell is flowers.

What’s your favorite vegetable?

Greta: My favorite vegetable is popcorn. (watching me type) What did you spell? (popcorn) WHERE is the 'P'? Oh, OK.

Graham: Um, strawberries.

What’s your favorite fruit?

Greta: Um. Tangerine.

Graham: Strawberries.

What’s your favorite snack?

Greta: My faovrite snack is cream cheese and YOU. (laugh) Cream cheese on popcorn. (We don't eat that.) I like it though.

Graham: My favorite snack is pretzels.

Greta: Actually, that's my favorite snack too though. How is this a quiz? (It's an interview.) How is this a quiz? You said it was a quiz.

What’s your favorite thing to do when you’re bored?

Greta: um um um um . . . HUM. (no, really) Really, HUM.

Graham: Hum a little dum.

What’s your favorite song?

My favorite song is Hanna Montana (she only knows one song by HM . . . you and me together)

Graham: Uh. MMMM. (Greta, in exasperation: BIG RED CAR) Big Red Car is my favorite song.

What’s your favorite dream?

Greta: Hmmm? The one that is about me and my friend and we're being friends. (I read this back to her and she spazzes out that I misunderstood. I still don't get it. I move on, but in the back of my mind I'm logging in my concern that Greta does not dream. I'm quite certain of it. What does that mean, and is it a sign of a budding sociopath? And, would that be my fault if she was?)

What’s your favorite toy?

Greta: My favorite toy is.. is...my new fairies and my princess purse. And Grace (stuffed cat she sleeps with).

Graham: My favorite toy is legos.

What’s your favorite book?

Greta: My favorite book is fairy books. (The rainbow fairy books.)

Graham: My favorite books are Thomas books.

What’s your favorite movie?

Greta: My favorite movie iiiiiiiisssss uh . . . My favorite movie is Belle, I mean Beauty and the Beast.

Graham: Thomas and the Big Big Bridge.

Greta: That's his favorite movie, but he doesn't have that movie, but he does have that BOOK. I guess you should have said that when she asked our favorite book, Graham. (I wish I could convey the tone . . . BRILLIANT, but I'm so very tired right now.)

Who are you going to marry?

Greta: Um, Graham.

Graham: You.(to Greta, because she has been repeating the last few questions for me because my voice is being tuned out by a certain two year old.)

Who's your favorite person to play with?

Greta: Ella, Allison, Livi and Katelynn. (all neighbors)

Graham: Katelynn (Katelynn is in 6th grade and comes over to play/ be a mother's helper a few days a week.)

Eavesdropping

Consider this a live feed.

Greta: Come on, Socks.

Graham: I have a good idea. I'm going to bend him.


Greta: No, I have a better idea than bending the cat, Graham. Let's put these fairies in a fairy house.

Graham: I'm bending him. Look. He's smiling at me.

Greta: Well, I'm going, Graham. I'll be back at midnight.

Greta: (to cat) (I'mnot sure when the transfer of cat happened) Are you my little boy?

Socks: Meow

Greta: Are you my little boy?

Socks: Meow

Greta: When are you going to be my little boy?

Greta: Watch Socks go in his little house. Graham, you hold this while I look for something to block him.

Shuffling around.

Socks: a high pitched Meow.

Greta: You want a new tail Socks?

Socks: Meow.

Greta: I'll let you go.

Socks walks into the room with me, his protectress. There is a ribbon tied around his tail.

Poor little cat? Poor little cat, my ass. First, there is nothing little about this cat. Second, he never hides from them. He's a cat. He fits under the couch. But, he walks up to them asking for more every day. Just for the record.