Ryder is VERY obsessed with Pirates of the Caribbean. Or the Carivvean, as he calls it. So obsessed that we usually can’t get out of Disneyland without going on the ride at least twice. So obsessed that he very often spies Jack Sparrow in the grocery store. Or “Baby Jones” in the parking lot. Wha??? Who???
Ryder: “Look Mommy, Baby Jones is over there. He’s going into Trader Joes, too.”
Me: “Wait. Who? Who is in the parking lot?”
Ryder: “Baby Jones. He’s right there.”
Me: “Oh. Um, do you mean DAVEY Jones?”
Ryder: “Yeah, BABY Jones.”
Me: “It’s DAVEY. With a D. Duh-duh-duh.”
Ryder (looking at me with the most condescending, yet sympathetic look): “No Mom, it’s BABY Jones. Ba-ba-ba.”
Okay then. I couldn’t help myself, I just started laughing. If he is so sure that he is going to argue with me about it, then I’ll let him have that one. Plus, I was so proud of the look that he gave me! It takes some people YEARS to perfect that balance of arrogance and condescending sympathy. It was unbelievable.
Later that same day, Robert and Ryder had a similar conversation. And once again, Ryder schooled his dad in all things “Baby” Jones.



3 responses to “Does This Mean He Sleeps In a Crib???”
Renee
October 26th, 2010 at 23:52
this young padawon learned well he has. i might know how he perfected his look of arrogance and condescending sympathy. note to self: children are sponges
Cat
October 27th, 2010 at 09:32
HA! Way to be schooled by your son, MelMega!
Peanut
October 27th, 2010 at 13:15
Must get that from his uncle. He he.