So last weekend was all mine. Two friends came to town and we hung out all weekend. We took a ridiculous road trip to Six Flags New England and spent a few hours in line but very little time on rides.
When I returned home, I found that the number of geeks in my home had doubled. DadWonder has brought KidWonder over to the darkside and taught him the way of the force. He now uses the force, has a light saber (I bought him a light up sword at Six Flags before I knew), and his favorite character is “RD2″.
How long before he has a passport and is dancing on the Deathstar?
Video to come of him using the force.
I’ve had people tell me on several occasion that they are shocked at how well they can understand KidWonder. I’m not surprised. With parents that don’t talk to him like a Teletubby, that speak to him as if he can fully comprehend a sentence, I am not surprised. What I am surprised about is people lack of grammatical skills. It may be small, but I have to refrain from correcting people when they say, “Your son talks so good!” by saying, “No, my son speaks so well.” Oh the irony.
My son will know the difference.
