I try to encourage the liberal arts in our household. You know, reading the classics (like "Are You My Mother?"), dancing to International music (aka whatever Spanish music mommy is listening to at the moment), and even appreciation for culinary arts. (Chase must be Indian because he loves rice, yogurt and mango!)
Chase has always liked books though he goes through phases of what he does with them. At a very young age, he would love to stare at them and absorb all the details. Then he liked to touch and even crinkle the soft ones. Then came the chewing on books phase. Then he would sit and listen to me read. Chase now knows to go over and get his books when we sign the word "book". Sometimes when I read him The Tale of Peter Rabbit, he protests against my fake British accent. And often when I read in Spanish, he corrects me in his own foreign language. Lately, I've been encouraging him to create his own form of art.
And if you thought it couldn't get any funnier than the last one...
I can't tell if he's coming out with a suspense novel or a sequel to Zoolander?
We have to keep telling him to stop being so "ridiculously good-looking."
Maybe one day he'll grow up to be a writer. Or an actor. Or a Eugooglizer, like his daddy.
(http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=eugoogly)
(http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=eugoogly)
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Just imagine what our granchildren will look like! :)
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