Charles, Corwin and I went to the park today. While Corwin played hide and seek with some other children, Charles decided to use Dad as part of some performance art. While Dad sat on a becnh Charles arranged wood chips in an artistic fashion. First he piled up a bunch on the bench next to Dad and then he started piling them up in Dad’s hand. Some of those fell on Dad’s leg but Charles carefully cleaned them off. Eventually he achieved the effect he wanted.
Dad: “Have you achieved the artistic effect you were looking for?”
Charles: “Yeees. Ge ah toe bah-sss. Eh ah geh.”
Dad: “What are you trying to represent here?”
Charles: “Ah eh et bosh goo” [Charles makes a furrowed brow with excited hand motions, pinching finger and thumb together on one and pointing off in to the distance with the other]
Dad: “Does that pile represent you and the other here Corwin?”
Charles: “Yeees. Ip ah eh dah tee.” [Charles stops and stands arms akimbo in front of Dad, expecting a response]
Dad: “It’s very nice” [Charles is happy]