Well, That was Unexpected.

Well, That was Unexpected.Jerz’s Literacy Weblog)

I showed my five-year-old son the two recent blog entries in which he features (Johnstown Flood and The Meatball), and to my surprise he spent the next 40 minutes dictating responses to all the comments left by readers. It was interesting watching his composition process… the sentences are choppy not because he speaks in choppy sentences, but because he has to pause in order for me to type what he says.

Anyway, now that I know how detailed and occasionally off-topic his responses are, I’ll try to encourage him to dictate private e-mails instead — those of you who aren’t parents can probably only take so much of this unbridled cuteness. Well, according to Peter, it’s time to play Legos now, so bye.

4 thoughts on “Well, That was Unexpected.

  1. Thanks to all of you for indulging a proud papa. Bobby, what’s even cooler about the Legos is that I vividly remember the day when I was about 12 or 13 and I put away my box of Legos, imagining that I would one day give them to my son. Well, at first Peter had to use the big huge Duplo blocks (the ones that are too big to swallow), but when we moved to Pennsylvania I gave him my sets of vintage space Legos.

  2. Hey, I remember a few years ago when Peter coined the phrase “schneeb-feebee” at a student/faculty mixer, so I always enjoy hearing things about him. I also think that his playing with Legos is awesome!

  3. What a little sweetie! And how nice of you to share him with us, thank you.
    At least now you can feel confident that you have a backup writer if you get too busy to blog…

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