March 15, 2004

Weekend Update

Yeah, I know everyone is talking about Spain. Therefore, I won't. I went there on a trip with my 10th grade Spanish class--Sr. Boyst, you deserve sainthood--and had a good time, but that's really all I can state definitively about the country. Well, that and the fact that we may soon be living in interesting times, indeed.

But enough about the world. Let's talk about me. And TiVo. Ooooohhh, TiVo. Had to replace the old satellite receiver this weekend, so popped into the Best Buy and got a lovely little updated piece of technology with...TiVo. Did I mention TiVo? I am so very in love with this gadget, not least because Mr. Rogers is now set to be recorded ad infinitum. This is a good thing, since The Boy decided to destroy the VCR Saturday afternoon. And you don't want to be at our house post-bathtime if there's no Mr. Rogers cued up and ready to go.

Speaking of The Boy, we have officially entered the Literal zone. Do not use hyperbole around The Boy! Do not use metaphor! Do not say, as a means of congratulating The Boy on a job well done, "You're the man!" Because you will receive this reply:

"No, mommy. I not a man. I a little boy."

Followed by a look of patient exasperation and a whispered aside to hublet, "Mommy very silly."

I am at a loss. As you may be aware, Hyperbole and Metaphor are friends of mine. This whole pedestrian being taken literally thing blows huge chunks.

I suppose Irony is right out, as well.

Well, perhaps they can come over for beer after The Boy's asleep.

Posted by Big Arm Woman at March 15, 2004 01:11 PM
Comments

You are now on the slippery slope, BAW. I am about to sent the DH out for a second TiVo box for the rec room, as I can no longer bear to do low tech work such as (gasp) programming the VCR in advance. Ha! What Luddite nonsense! Clearly the machine should anticipate and record for me! Except, by the way, that's my least favorite TiVo feature (the Suggestions thingy) -- our interests in forensic/crime drama, martial arts, fishing, and home decor lead to some TRULY funky TiVo suggestions/auto-recording. But, I'm lost without the Season Pass manager. Enjoy!!!!

Posted by: Sheryl at March 15, 2004 04:09 PM

How old is The Boy? His literalness reminds me of when I first explained to my then three-year-old daughter the difference between girls and boys (on the occasion of her seeing her new baby brother with his diaper off). She immediately went to her dad and told him (quite proudly) "I have a bagina and you have a penis!"

Posted by: Heather at March 17, 2004 01:10 AM

The Boy is 2 1/2. I'm not in a hurry for him to grow up by any means, but I will enjoy the day when he learns to appreciate sardonic hyperbole.

Until that day, I shall have to adjust. Sigh.

Posted by: BAW at March 17, 2004 10:07 AM

My Boy is three and a half. He is still in the literal phase. Sarcasm, particularly, is utterly lost on him...

Posted by: Margaret at March 18, 2004 02:48 AM