Sorry, couldn't help the Princess Bride reference. For the last 3 or four weeks Quinn has been very into rhyming. I was talking to Dan yesterday in the car and I said something about culture. I hear Quinn start jabbering away in the back seat, but can quite make out what he's saying. As I listened closer I realized he was saying, "culture, vulture, culture, vulture" in kind of a sing songy voice. He talks a lot now and very often he will catch on to a word and either start rhyming with the word or identifying letters in the word. It is fascinating to watch this process. The beginnings of learning to read so I'm told.
On a less academic note, my son has been experimenting with words in other ways as well. This past Saturday when we came home from grocery shopping I asked Quinn to wash his hands and come to the table for lunch. After he finished and sat down I brought him a plate with his lunch on it. I put it down in front of him and my son looked up at me and say, "What the f*ck is this." Needless to say, I thought I must have been hearing things, so I said, "what did you just say." Wouldn't you know it, he repeats what I just wrote. Of course I'm thinking to my self, there is no way he just said what I thought I heard. So I said, "did you just say what the fork is, like where's the fork?" He say, "No mom, I said F*ck. (pause) F*ck, f*ck, f*ck." Oh my goodness, I can't explain why, but for some reason, maybe it was the way it sounded coming out of his mouth, I lost it. I had to turn my back to him I was laughing so hard. This is not like me, I knew I needed to address this so he would understand swearing was not acceptable. However, I also knew if he saw me laughing the swearing would become a common occurance. So, I turned my back. Luckily we have not had a repeat, but next time I'll be more prepared.
So here is the first snowman that I know of that Quinn helped build.
And his first snow angle.