Sadly, two stories. Because if the two could be combined, it’d be much funnier. Still, this will have to do for the last post of 2009.
There’s been much conversation about Besher’s upcoming fourth birthday. Mostly to keep him excited and overcome any expected feelings of being overwhelmed with all the attention Isaac is getting right around now. Yesterday the conversation turned to his birthday cake/cupcake. He’s gone back and forth on whether to have a giant cake or a lot of cupcakes. Yesterday he was firmly in the cake camp as Sara, Nonni, Besh and Isaac were in the car on the way to gymnastics camp.
Besh: “I want a big cake. And I want four candles, Mommy. Not one candle with the number four but four candles!”
Sara: “Okay, and what flavor do you want your cake to be?”
“I want chocolate cake with chocolate icing?” (Note from Ryan: I’m so proud)
Nonni: “You know what would be delicious, Besher? Chocolate cake with strawberry icing!”
“No, I do not think I would love that. I want chocolate icing.”
Cake thus determined and gym camp attended, I took Besh later that day on a Besher/Daddy adventure (Buy Buy Baby and Target–because “adventure” is just another word for “errands with spin”). On the drive home Besh and I had a conversation about mice and rats, discussing the various rodents from movies and tv shows we enjoyed.
Me: “You know who else is a mouse?”
“You know who else?”
“No, Daddy. Donald Duck is a duck.”
“Oh. That makes sense.”
“Who is the girl duck? The one with Donald?”
“Yes, that’s correct! That’s the one!”
A few minutes pass.
“Daddy, what was her name again? The girl duck?”
“That’s right. Thank you, Daddy. I need to remember it in case anybody asks me.”
Visions of Sam Kinnison in Back to School, hunched over desk, yelling at Rodney Dangerfield somehow screaming “What’s the name of Donald Duck’s girlfriend? Say it! SAY IT!” flew through my head.
“Well now you know.”
“Yes, now I know. Daisy Duck.”