I Hear You, Boy

Yesterday morning, while I was stumbling around in my pre-tea haze, Wonderboy asked for a Signing Time dvd. He watched for a few minutes and then shouted, "MOM! Nee hee ai!"

Me: Um, what?

Boy (pointing at ear): NEE hee ai, Mom. Hee ai!

His tone was loud and patient, the way people in comedies shout at foreigners as if they are hard of hearing instead of non-English-speaking. Oh, right. Hard of hearing. The light bulb went off.

Me: You need your hearing aids?

Boy: (laughs)

He’s always been astonishingly tolerant of his hearing aids, but having him recognize that he’d enjoy his show more with them in was a very cool moment indeed.

Speaking of Carnivals

Treat yourself to another hilarious Carnival of Kid Comedy. Kim, our dedicated hostess, just had baby #8 and didn’t miss a beat!

While you’re there, scroll down and read more of Kim’s blog. She cracks me up. That Daddy-long-legs piece is a hoot! AND creepy, which is one of my favorite combinations. The idea of a thousand daddy-long-legs (hmm, I’m working out the plural here and can it really be daddy-long-legses?  Daddies-long-legs? Ha!) clustered together in a big hairy ball is the stuff of which nightmares are made. :::shudder::::