Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Milestone on a Quiet Wednesday Afternoon
The Boy: Do we have any chocolate milk?
DD: No, but I can make some.
TB (incredulous): You can make some?
DD: Sure. Watch.
I get the milk and the chocolate syrup out of the fridge. I pour the milk into a tall glass, then measure out three tablespoons of syrup and dump them in. I stir, and the milk changes color.
TB (slowly): Whoa!
it's fun to amaze children with the things we can do, isn't it?
When pouring a drink for The Boy or The Girl, start with the liquid's container near the glass, then as you pour, lift the container higher and higher, until you risk splatter.
As I'm sure you'll recall from our own father, that flourish impresses the hell out of kids. Dad was a wizard with the Hi-C can and the High Pour.
"When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much he had learned in seven years"
Well, heck. She knew I could open the doors of the grocery with a mere hand gesture and make traffic lights change by blowing on them. I don't know why she was so surprised.