Monday, December 6, 2010

Pretzel Party

Just had a late night pretzel party with my son.

He woke up yelling and crying, so I went to get him. "Pretzel!" he cries. So we get some pretzels. He eats those in the living room, then goes off for more He lugs the whole container into the dining room and so we're both crouched down on the floor, digging out pretzels under the glow of the Christmas tree lights. We do a few more trips and then I say, "No more." And he says, "Yi-ga" (=one) So I give him one. He holds out his other hand. I put one more in it, and tell him; 'liyan-ga' (two). He echoes me. So I say san-ga and hold out a third. He puts one pretzel in his mouth, holds out his now empty hand and copies me, "san-ga".

I put the pretzels away. I go to brush my teeth. He comes into my room with the pretzel jar.

Finally get him back into bed, a preztel in each hand.

1 comment:

  1. Love the story of your Pretzel Party. He will love to read about this special moment when he is older.

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