Random Short Finny Stories

- Finny loves watching Deigo and Dora. The shows are very educational, I think, because they are very interactive - frequently asking questions about things going on, and so forth. For example, they'll say, "Is this ball blue or green?" And then after waiting a few seconds they say, "Green! Right!"

So, I find it very funny that Finny shouts out the answers and is wrong 98% of the time. Statistically, I think that means he must know the answer, but chooses to answer it wrong. Why? Who can possibly know?

I think it means he's as much a smart ass as he is smart. =)

- Every once in a while, when Finny is watching Diego, something will happen that makes him cry! The other day, Dora's backpack was broken and Finny started whimpering and ran over to me to complain. He doesn't like anything to happen to his "friends."

- Finny and I were pretending to eat each other's body parts (I'd say, "Can I please eat your elbow?" and then he'd offer it to me and vice versa.) No, I'm not encouraging cannibalism, just a fun way to go over names of things.

So he said he wanted to eat my chin, so I said OK, then he grabbed at it and popped the imaginary quantity of chin into his mouth. So then I asked, "What did that taste like?" and he thought about it for a long time, before answering, "Mashmellows!" which I think was a nice compliment.

Now, whenever we play, we have to also name what the body part tastes like. I think it is a great lesson in naming both body parts and things that have a taste (spaghetti, cereal, chocolate, bread, etc.). Finny often thinks very long and hard to try to think of something that has a taste that we haven't mentioned yet, and the pickin's are getting slim.

For example, I was startled to find that one of my arms tastes like cat vomit.

- Speaking of cat vomit, we have two cats. And, well, Finny is experienced with it and the process of cleaning it up. (By the way, he looooves to clean up cat vomit. I'll say, really loud, "Who wants to clean up cat vomit?!" and he'll scream and jump up and down saying, "I do! I do! I want to clean up cat vomit!" with the same enthusiasm as when I ask who wants candy.)

So, the other day, Finny himself threw up on the floor. After cleaning him up, I got paper towels and a carpet cleaner to clean up the floor. He came over to help, and pointed to the mess and said, "Cat vomit!"

I said, "No, this is not cat vomit. It's just vomit."

So he said, "Yeah, cat vomit!"

So I said, "No, just vomit."

And, he kept trying to repeat it, but for some reason he just couldn't say "vomit" without the "cat." I tried to annunciate very clearly, drawing out the syllables, "VAAAUUM-IT" and he would say, "cat VAAAUM-IT." It was just stuck in his mouth that way. It was so funny. I finally got him to say, "Finny vomit" which was good enough for me.