My son’s beloved toy ‘rescue boat’. I knew this was a winner when I got it at Toys R Us, only ten bucks. But it’s a rescue boat, definitely not a speedboat. Hey, three-year-olds know best. He always corrects me when I play with his fire trucks – “no daddy, not ‘woo-woo-woo’, it’s ‘nee-naw-nee-naw’!” Different fire engines make different siren noises in his world, but hey, he’s the expert, he should know. Jeez, before long it’ll be, “Daddy, Estonian is a Finno-Ugric language, don’t you know anything?”
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What rescue boat. I used to baby sit for a friend’s son and we would play ‘the drawing game’. He would bring one of his toys and I would draw it on the chalk board easel he had. Needless to say, we would spend all afternoon this way – me drawing and him telling me about his toys. It was loads of fun.