Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Broiler Man

Every week we get closer to the ideal weekday afternoon. My issue lately is less about occupying my son and more about getting my daughter down to nap early enough so she wakes up early enough that she can then fall back asleep at 8:00. This is no small feat. This is also not what I'm writing about today.

My son is slowly coming to terms with my request that he engage in thirty minutes of unstructured free play while I get some work done. He is not that good at this when it's being asked of him. He is great at this when he should be getting ready for school. So we're working on a schedule that feels right to him. A few minutes for a snack together. Half an hour for a game or puzzle. Half an hour of free time. Hour project (cooking dinner or baking a dessert, gardening, art project, watching a movie...). By then my daughter is awake and they can entertain each other for the remainder of the day.

Yesterday we tried out free time and after playing with a toy for about thirty seconds he asked if he could use the phone. I have come to terms with his interest in phones so I allow him to call a few people. First he calls his dad and they have a lovely chat. Then he calls his grandma and tells her about school and this and that. Then he calls our friend Heidi. And finally my Aunt Marcia.

Among other things, my son is obsessed with Aunt Marcia. Now I would understand if he had spent any significant amount of time with her because she's terrific. But he has spent maybe seven hours total of his whole life with this woman (she lives in New York). At some point early on she let him use her red Motorola phone and that was it. He now only has eyes for Aunt Marcia and her phone (which is now a pink Samsung - even better).

So he calls her and I overhear this part of the conversation.

Guess what I'm going to be for Halloween.
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A broiler!
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A broiler!
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I said, a broiler! Like the bottom of the oven!
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Where you put the food that you want to burn because there's fire there? And you pull out the bottom part and put something in like a vegetable and then it gets burned and Aba peels off the skin? A broiler.
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Yes.
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Well, I don't know where I can buy a broiler costume, but my mommy can make it. She can sew.
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If she can't make it then I'm going to be a shark.

At some point last week he became interested in the broiler and has asked several times to watch when we turn it on so that he can see the flame light up. It has completely captured his imagination. And while I would love for him to just wave his crazy flag and stroll around the neighborhood as a broiler for Halloween, I really can't figure out how to make that come together. I mean, I'm taking a sewing class, not a welding class. It does sort of sound like a Batman rival. The Broiler! Mwah ha ha ha....I'm so trademarking that.

14 comments:

Lori said...

I would love to meet him. What a JOY he is. Broiler man...I love it

Everything's Rosie said...

That's a classic to be treasured forever. Don't ever forget that story. (You know...Bar Mitzvah time, 40th birthday party etc!)

Inner Toddler said...

this is why I keep the blog...so I can write the mother of all roasts for his 40th...I'll need your help putting it to music though...

Everything's Rosie said...

I'll be over 100 years by then. Can we get started on the music now?

Ran said...

you made me laugh. really. broiler...it's better than cheese (yes, yaara wants to be a yellow cheese... what?!?). shirli.

Inner Toddler said...

what is with these kids? cheese is a good one.

barbra said...

"He is not that good at this when it's being asked of him. He is great at this when he should be getting ready for school."

That is my life! All three of my kids are like that!

The kid next door was a trash can for Halloween last year, and we have had a couple kids dressed as dinner tables show up to our door... I bet you can do the broiler!

jane said...

too too cute. good luck with the costume. keep us posted. besos!

Renee said...

How amazing kids are aren't they Susie? Like who the heck would think of a broiler?

Adorable.

Love Renee xoxo

aimee said...

i love the way your son thinks!

thewillowsnest said...

Your writing just cracks me up!! I so hope you have written a book , if not you better!!

Inner Toddler said...

OK we're going to *try* for the broiler, with shark as a back-up. Now I need a giant white box and some knobs...I see a visit to home depot in my future...

jacqueline said...

OMG i really enjoyed reading this post! Made me laugh sooo hard and i was also reading it to my boyfriend and we end up laughing together. Your son is sooooo adorable. I would also love to meet him one day. :) Thank you so much for sharing this with us. Love it! Have a lovely merry happy day and a wonderful weekend! Love to you!

Jill said...

A Broiler! How adorable...I can't wait to see the pictures.