Last night we ran to Target to get a few things. Our old Target was torn down and a newer, bigger Super Target replaced it. So we’ve been exploring the grocery aisles and other things.
We went by the kids toys, just for fun and to see if the kiddo took to any of them.
Let’s back up. Our kiddo loves a lot of things. Except toys that make noise. It took a long time for him to get used to his little baby gym – you know, the ones where they lie on their back and look up at stuff, bat at the things hanging above their heads? Yeah. He hated that. Didn’t like to have stuff hanging over his head, especially those that made noise. It took a while, but he eventually got used to them and even liked them.
But it took a loooong time.
Fast forward to BlogHer. In daycare, they had an alphabet toy from Leap Frog. It’s a big ball with a base to stand it up. The center spins, like a game show wheel (Price is Right, anyone?). He loved that toy at BlogHer. A month or more later, I finally found the same toy at Wal-Mart. I was elated to find it. Took it home.
So I slowly reintroduced the toy, without sound. Eventually he got used to it and started playing. And now? Loves it.
Back to our scenario. Almost. In the mornings, when I give him breakfast, I turn on KPBS. It keeps him occupied while I’m fixing his food. He laughs and laughs at Elmo’s World. Thinks Elmo’s pretty hilarious.
So in Target, we spotted an Elmo. When you touch this Elmo’s foot, he says “Elmo loves you. Mwah!” Elmo said it once, and the kiddo just looked at him for a minute. I hit the foot and Elmo spoke again.
And the Boobah fuh-reaked out, started crying and squalling. Red faced. Terrified. J and I looked at each other, startled. And we bolted, to get him away as quickly as possible. We both felt really bad that he was so upset. We thought he’d like it.
Here’s where I lose mother of the year. I laughed. I couldn’t help it. His reaction was actually kinda funny. And sad. I felt bad for him, yet I saw the humor in it, too.
I have a feeling this isn’t the only time I will find a small slice of humor in something that I shouldn’t. Well, that my child thinks I shouldn’t. Please tell me you’ve done this, too.