Saturday, February 13, 2010
Bye-bye, trash truck.
(Claire takes her bus into the other room, leaves it there, and comes back.)
Claire (to Daddy): Away! Away! Away!
Daddy: Yeah?
Claire (running out of the room): Uh get it! Uh get it! Uh get it!
(Claire returns with the bus.)
Claire: Back!
Daddy: Back!
Alex: Is there no school?
Daddy: No school.
Alex: But I like to see Everett, Angelina, and Kate. But they get in trouble if they don’t listen to my teachers.
Alex: But sometimes when you do something not nice that’s not nice, you get a timeout at school.
Alex: I’m back from work! I was pretending I was at work.
Alex (to Claire): I wanna be alone!
(Alex is playing with the train tracks.)
Alex: We’re having fun, Daddy.
Daddy: Yeah.
(Claire hears the trash truck approaching our house. She runs to the front window.)
Claire: Oh truck! Back! Oh, oh truck. Back.
Alex (walking to the front window): Truck, truck, back. Back. Truck, truck, back. Back. Back.
(Alex and Claire stand and look out the window together.)
Claire: Truck.
Alex: T – t – truck. Back.
Alex: There’s the truck, Daddy. There’s the trash truck.
Claire: Trash. Truck.
(Both kids are silent while they watch the men empty their trash. The truck then pulls away from their house.)
Claire: Bye-bye, truck.
Alex: Bye-bye.
Claire (walking away from the window): Trash. Truck.
Alex: They’re not done yet. It’s not done yet Claire.
(Claire comes back to the window, and Alex and Claire watch the men empty the neighbors’ trash. Finally, the trash truck turns the corner and goes out of sight.)
Alex: Bye-bye, trash truck.
Claire: Bye-bye, trash truck.
(A little later, Claire thinks she hears the trash truck again. Meanwhile, Alex is in a bad mood.)
Claire (running to the window): Oh truck! Back. Truck.
(Alex looks out the window too.)
Alex (whiny): No there’s not the truck! No there’s not the truck it’s not back anymore. No it’s not back I don’t see it! No.
(Claire continues to look hopefully out the window.)
Claire: Uh truck. Back.
(Pause.)
Claire: Trash.
(Daddy tells Alex that Nana and Pop are coming over to visit.)
Alex: Nana’s my best friend.
Alex: Look at our plant! It opened!
Alex: Look, Grommie! Oh I don’t see Grommie. Look, Claire!
(nap time)
Alex: Play buh- puh- puh- puh- trains.
Daddy: Play buh- puh- puh- puh- trains.
Alex: My words still doesn’t have any more batteries. It doesn’t have enough batteries. It needs more batteries. It has two.
(Alex reaches above him and plucks an imaginary battery out of the air.)
Alex: Oh, here’s one more battery.
Alex (speaking very clearly): Play in the backyard, play in the playroom, play trains.
Daddy: Play in the backyard, play in the playroom, play trains.
Alex: It worked!
Alex: You’re making me really angry, Daddy.
Daddy: Why?
Alex: Because you’re talking to me really mean.
(dinner time)
Claire: Plant. Open.
Alex: If I drink too much water, my pull-up might leak. After nap.
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