The Loveys
Aug. 7th, 2009 11:04 pmGareth's new security object is a knife.
It's a brightly colored plastic knife with a cyclopean smiley face in the handle, which occasionally he pretends to feed morsels from his plate. It's from the Ikea children's department, of course. Where else could you find a child-safe knife with an one-eyed alien smiley face?
I wondered, at first, how he came to fall in love with the knife. He already had a lovey for naps and bedtime, a very charming plush puppy. What did the knife have that Doggie didn't?
Doggie wasn't allowed to run in the sprinkler, stomp in mud puddles, sit on Gareth's high chair tray at meals, or splash in the bath. The knife was allowed to do all those things, was a lot smaller and lighter to carry around, and was handy for flinging soil out of the tomato pots on the back patio.
Gareth has made a perfectly rational decision about one of the deepest, least rational bonds of his young life. The knife is an excellent companion on adventures, even if the child care people at the gym (also perfectly rationally) won't let him bring it into their play area.
I suppose it'll be good preparation if he decides he wants to be an astronaut xenolinguist or a barbarian warrior when he grows up.
Meanwhile, I find a mighty inner struggle is necessary to resist naming the knife Mack.
It's a brightly colored plastic knife with a cyclopean smiley face in the handle, which occasionally he pretends to feed morsels from his plate. It's from the Ikea children's department, of course. Where else could you find a child-safe knife with an one-eyed alien smiley face?
I wondered, at first, how he came to fall in love with the knife. He already had a lovey for naps and bedtime, a very charming plush puppy. What did the knife have that Doggie didn't?
Doggie wasn't allowed to run in the sprinkler, stomp in mud puddles, sit on Gareth's high chair tray at meals, or splash in the bath. The knife was allowed to do all those things, was a lot smaller and lighter to carry around, and was handy for flinging soil out of the tomato pots on the back patio.
Gareth has made a perfectly rational decision about one of the deepest, least rational bonds of his young life. The knife is an excellent companion on adventures, even if the child care people at the gym (also perfectly rationally) won't let him bring it into their play area.
I suppose it'll be good preparation if he decides he wants to be an astronaut xenolinguist or a barbarian warrior when he grows up.
Meanwhile, I find a mighty inner struggle is necessary to resist naming the knife Mack.
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Date: 2009-08-08 03:58 am (UTC)But is it me, or is that description of the knife disturbingly similar to this?
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Date: 2009-08-08 07:57 pm (UTC)What you can't see in this catalog photo (http://www.ikea.com/us/en/catalog/products/30096906) is that the knives have cyclopean smileys, the forks have cylon-like robot faces, and the spoons have bulbous eyestalks. Gareth has shown us that all the utensils are friends, and sometimes during meals they like to give each other casual kisses on the cheek.
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Date: 2009-08-09 02:45 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2009-08-08 08:05 pm (UTC)I've enjoyed your fencing stories. Back in the day, I was the worst varsity fencer at Vassar. I was slow on my feet and slow with the blade, but quick with my eyes, so when I was the first person on the strip against the Inscrutable Opponent on some other team, I could usually stagger back with observations that my faster teammates could use. It was sort of like being the penguin who gets shoved off the ice floe to see if there are any orcas in the water. Sounds bad, but I loved it.
I have long said that any child of mine will be introduced to at least one martial art as early as the nearest good-with-kids martial arts master will teach him. I think my school experiences would have gone far better if I'd entered kindergarten with a black belt. As a boy who is very small for his age and already geeky and bookish, Gareth's going to need some rough-and-tumble skills, even if we homeschool him.
I put the small pacifist vegetarian child
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