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Thursday, April 2, 2009
A Knight's Tale
Well, a few weeks ago, Jory fell in love with the story of King Arthur. Ever since then he's been pulling swords out of stones and proclaiming himself King Jory. Well, I've been in search of some other movies to go along with that genre, and now I've finally found a couple.
A Knight's Tale: No Jory hasn't connected Heath Ledger to the Joker as I was afraid he might. He tends to do that sort of thing quite well. He loves it. I have a rough time with the music incongruities, but the show's not bad. Jory now gallups around pretending he's on a horse much of the time and proclaiming himself Sir Jory Jackson. He loves the jousting though he worries about the Knights. He loves the sword fighting of course. He just loves the whole medieval world.
Which means, we are also currently in the midst of Jory wandering around proclaiming himself Dartagnan of Three Musketeers' fame. He says he's Dartagnan and notes that he's going to be a Musketeer at the end too. He plays and pretends large portions of the movies, and after seeing this show only most of one time, he was sitting on the potty talking to me, then his head cocks, and he gets a thoughtful look on his face, then notes, "He just got squashed." Sure enough, I went into the other room and it was just after they'd squashed a guy in the prison. I should be getting used to this kind of stuff by now as he's always doing it.
This also means I'm planning to bring The Princess Bride back upstairs. He loved it about 10 months ago for a month or so but hasn't seen it since then. I think with his new knight, sword, musketeer obsession that it would fit right in.
A Knight's Tale: No Jory hasn't connected Heath Ledger to the Joker as I was afraid he might. He tends to do that sort of thing quite well. He loves it. I have a rough time with the music incongruities, but the show's not bad. Jory now gallups around pretending he's on a horse much of the time and proclaiming himself Sir Jory Jackson. He loves the jousting though he worries about the Knights. He loves the sword fighting of course. He just loves the whole medieval world.
Which means, we are also currently in the midst of Jory wandering around proclaiming himself Dartagnan of Three Musketeers' fame. He says he's Dartagnan and notes that he's going to be a Musketeer at the end too. He plays and pretends large portions of the movies, and after seeing this show only most of one time, he was sitting on the potty talking to me, then his head cocks, and he gets a thoughtful look on his face, then notes, "He just got squashed." Sure enough, I went into the other room and it was just after they'd squashed a guy in the prison. I should be getting used to this kind of stuff by now as he's always doing it.
This also means I'm planning to bring The Princess Bride back upstairs. He loved it about 10 months ago for a month or so but hasn't seen it since then. I think with his new knight, sword, musketeer obsession that it would fit right in.
Spaceship
Well, because I pretty much take Jory everywhere except to work, and even there sometimes, I have to take him shopping when I look for his birthday presents. My mom and I picked out a Darth Vader spaceship we knew he'd love, cleverly hid it away, and amazingly enough because we were so careful, Jory never noticed it all the way through the store and even after we put it up on the check out stand.
Then, the cashier, looked at him, and handed it right to him after she scanned it, asking him if he wanted to carry it out. UGH. All the way home Jory was wondering where his Darth Vader Spaceship was. Then we got into the house, trying to leave it in the trunk and make him think of the action figure he'd just gotten for his final bit of potty training. No Go.
He simply had to have she spaceship. Finally he broke down into tears, telling us to get it out of the trunk, that it was his, and he wanted it now. Well, what could we do? No point in making him miserable just so we could wrap it and give it to him a week and a half later. So, he got his Darth Vader Spaceship a little early--thanks to a dingy cashier.
At least now we know he likes one of his birthday presents......of course how old he's going to be changes with the minutes. People ask him how old he'll be and I hear, "4, 7, 10" etc. He used to tell people he'd be 3, but I guess he's decided that's not a good idea.
Then, the cashier, looked at him, and handed it right to him after she scanned it, asking him if he wanted to carry it out. UGH. All the way home Jory was wondering where his Darth Vader Spaceship was. Then we got into the house, trying to leave it in the trunk and make him think of the action figure he'd just gotten for his final bit of potty training. No Go.
He simply had to have she spaceship. Finally he broke down into tears, telling us to get it out of the trunk, that it was his, and he wanted it now. Well, what could we do? No point in making him miserable just so we could wrap it and give it to him a week and a half later. So, he got his Darth Vader Spaceship a little early--thanks to a dingy cashier.
At least now we know he likes one of his birthday presents......of course how old he's going to be changes with the minutes. People ask him how old he'll be and I hear, "4, 7, 10" etc. He used to tell people he'd be 3, but I guess he's decided that's not a good idea.
Easter Bunny
We had so much fun going to the mall the other day to quickly run in and grab three t-shirts for my nephews for Easter. Well, Jory and I left Grandma in the specialty shop after he tried to steal three necklaces by stuffing them into his pockets. I emptied the shoplifter's pockets and we left the store so he wouldn't have an opportunity to hide any more in there. It took him about 30 seconds to kife three chains. Gees, he's quick.
Then a few minutes later we all went down the elevator just because Jory thought it would be fun, and we accidentally happened upon the Easter Bunny. Jory loved going up to see him, sat next to him, talked to him, gave him a high five and left with bunny ears on, happy to have seen the furry guy.
Trip was worth it after all.
Then a few minutes later we all went down the elevator just because Jory thought it would be fun, and we accidentally happened upon the Easter Bunny. Jory loved going up to see him, sat next to him, talked to him, gave him a high five and left with bunny ears on, happy to have seen the furry guy.
Trip was worth it after all.
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