Sunday, May 29, 2005
The Little Acorn
We were on our way to dinner at The Buffalo Grille last night when Max, Lee and I broke into song:
[To the tune of The Farmer in the Dell]
"We're going to be the Buff,
We're going to the Buff,
Hi-ho, the dairio,
We're going to the..."
From the back seat, Boo unexpectedly shouted, "Buff!"
We repeated this refrain a dozen or more times, cracking up each time Boo supplied the finale. (Sometimes, just for a respite from tradition, I'd sing "Hi-ho, the rodeo", or the stereo, or the oreo, or the radio....) Then Boo surprised us with this rendition:
"We're going to the Buff,
We're going to the Buff,
Hi-ho, the dairio,
We're going to the..."
"Tree!"
During his short life, Boo has spent many hours observing this kind of creative license by riding in the car with Max and me. One of Max's favorite verbal games is the "animal game," in which each person describes an animal using three clues. Somewhat counterintuitively, the goal of the game is not to guess the animal as quickly as possible. It's to guess several animals for which one, but not all, of the clues is true before identifying the correct animal, like this:
-I'm an animal that's black and white, and I live where it's very cold, and I'm a good swimmer.
-You're a polar bear.
-No.
-Polar bears live where it's very cold.
-But they aren't black and white.
-You're a zebra.
-No.
-Zebras are black and white.
-But they aren't good swimmers.
-You're a sea lion.
-No.
-Sea lions are good swimmers.
-But they don't live where it's very cold.
-You're a penguin!
-Right!
Evidently, the little acorn named Boo hasn't fallen far from the family tree.
[To the tune of The Farmer in the Dell]
"We're going to be the Buff,
We're going to the Buff,
Hi-ho, the dairio,
We're going to the..."
From the back seat, Boo unexpectedly shouted, "Buff!"
We repeated this refrain a dozen or more times, cracking up each time Boo supplied the finale. (Sometimes, just for a respite from tradition, I'd sing "Hi-ho, the rodeo", or the stereo, or the oreo, or the radio....) Then Boo surprised us with this rendition:
"We're going to the Buff,
We're going to the Buff,
Hi-ho, the dairio,
We're going to the..."
"Tree!"
During his short life, Boo has spent many hours observing this kind of creative license by riding in the car with Max and me. One of Max's favorite verbal games is the "animal game," in which each person describes an animal using three clues. Somewhat counterintuitively, the goal of the game is not to guess the animal as quickly as possible. It's to guess several animals for which one, but not all, of the clues is true before identifying the correct animal, like this:
-I'm an animal that's black and white, and I live where it's very cold, and I'm a good swimmer.
-You're a polar bear.
-No.
-Polar bears live where it's very cold.
-But they aren't black and white.
-You're a zebra.
-No.
-Zebras are black and white.
-But they aren't good swimmers.
-You're a sea lion.
-No.
-Sea lions are good swimmers.
-But they don't live where it's very cold.
-You're a penguin!
-Right!
Evidently, the little acorn named Boo hasn't fallen far from the family tree.
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