I got serenaded with the “Mr. Jack-o-Lantern” song last week. Quite charming.
Right now, Sponge Bob is almost equal to Elmo in entertainment value.
Dr. Turner is his current hero. Before church, Dr. Turner performed an impromptu scale just for Isaac on his tuba last night, and Isaac’s eyes were as big as the tuba and his jaw fell to his chest. Dr. T said, “I feel the same way!” And he hasn’t yet stopped talking about Dr. Turner and that shiney tuba.
When I asked what toys we should take to Gramma Lewis’s this week, he said, “Elmo. Coupons. Chips.” A friend, some currency, and some sustenance. Sounds like a plan.
My neck is his new lovey. When he’s stressed, he asks for my neck and then squeezes it. Grant’s too.