Indy's imagination is taking off. The most endearing part is that he keeps telling stories and putting all of us into them. And twice now he's told us he loves us in this strange, 3rd person, story telling way. The first time was with Sage. They were making up stories about a "Big Scary Claw Fish" who turned out to be a really nice claw fish that liked doing everything Indy does all day.At the end of the story, Indy says, "Baby Claw Fish loves Big Daddy Claw Fish." Sage and I had to keep ourselves from melting into puddles on the floor.
Then this morning, I got some third person love. We were pretending to be cats in his new trampoline, blow-up house thing, which he has declared a cat kennel (I do not know where he learned the concept of kennel). We're in there snuggling and he says, "Baby Meow Kitty loves Mommy Kitty." Sigh. Lovely.
He has never expressed any first person love. Is it a basic confusion of pronouns? Is it something more complex in the mind of a child. Anyone have any insight?
2 Comments:
Are you kidding me? That is the cutest thing ever!!
maybe first person love is just too obvious to bother verbalizing. you might not *know* that he's the fish (or the cat) in the story & that the baby fish (or baby cat) loves its parent-fish (or parent-cat) unless he told you, but you obviously already know the part about Indy! :)
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