October 9, 2017
“I Am Lucas!”
It had been a very hectic day! As Christina and I sorted the folded clothes, I imagined how much money we would make if we designed a Roomba-type total-clothes robot. You know, you would dump dirty clothes in a bin and this robot would suck them in, wash them, dry them, fold them, and put them away in the correct drawer. (I was imagining coding for the brain and a lego technic body rolling around the house in an endless cycle – it would have to be powered by a rechargeable battery that plugged itself in at night so I wouldn’t forget to charge it.)
(With Christina’s cap!)
Lucas ran down the hall with lightning speed. (On second thought, maybe I should just discover a way to harness 2-year-old energy to offset electric costs!)
He tapped Rebeccah’s knee. “You are Becky!” He screamed. (He and his best buddy at church had amused themselves by yelling “I AM…” *insert toy, like BIG TRUCK, BLUE CAR, LITTLE PUPPY, etc.* This was the first “You are…” I had heard.)
Rebeccah, Kimberly, and Christina applauded. Lucas loves attention even though he plays shy. He ran into Kimberly doing dishes. “You are Kay!” (This is the sometimes-nickname the girls use for Kimberly.)
“He knows my name!” Kimberly laughed.
Jaquline stopped with an armful of clothes to be put away, “who am I, Lukie?”
Lucas got that crooked boyish grin. (She had said Lukie instead of Lucas!) “You are BECKY!”
Jillian stopped gathering Lucas’ army of trucks that lined the hallway and laughed, “am I Becky too?”
“You are Prim!” (This is Christina’s dog!)
Christina and Rebeccah laughed.
Jillian thought this was hilarious. She started nudging trucks with her nose and yipped as Lucas raced past. Lucas ignored the newly-discovered doggie and ran full steam back through the house.
He called out names as he touched or ran into people, “You are Ki-tina!” (Best version of Christina so far.) “You are Mommy!” (Can’t really get that wrong; he’s been saying it correctly for a year and a half.) “You are Becky! You are Kay! You are Jaqu-line! You are Jillian!” This continued until the clothes were put away. (The energizer bunny would run out of power before Lucas slowed down!)
Christina laughed, “who are you?”
Lucas giggled and yelled, “I AM LUCAS!” This sound echoed off the hallway walls as he raced back into the playroom.
There is one little guy who knows who he is! (Some of his energy does actually leak out to us; he can race through and brighten the mood of a whole room!)
Thanks for reading!
Type at you next time…
~Nancy Tart