Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Toddler Tuesday: Red Lobster and Fork Lifts
We couldn't believe that's what he wanted to eat. Max likes looking at them, but I didn't expect him to want to eat them. We ordered French fries and lobster tail for our little guy. Of course, when it landed on the table, he thought the tail had teeth and decided he wasn't touching it. After telling him he couldn't have another fry until he ate a bite of lobster, he rethought his decision. Cautiously, he nibbled a bite off the fork.
Before long he'd forked up all the lobster his dad had pulled out of the tail, dipped it in butter, and plopped it in his mouth. He even wanted more.
We may have started an expensive habit.
Surprisingly, Max's first experience with lobsters didn't catch the other patrons' attention as much as his language.
The kid is fascinated with machinery. He grabbed a fork and pretended he was a fork lift. I thought it was clever. Unfortunately, when he tried to "lift" his dad with the utensil, he said, "My going to fork you up." In his toddler dialect, the "r" is not pronounced. He repeated it many times--with increasing volume--and it was not pronounced ever.
So, to all the people who gave us dirty looks...he said fork. Fork you up. Really.